Deep in their wounds there's something strange bad signs of death foretelling the plague
While their strength drains out they lose their hope wating for a cure and a blessing wating to be saved
Their faith decays, internal struggle altered bloodstream in their veins Their faith decays, internal struggle fate's marked in their face
The rays of light are fading fast
The sun's turning black, seas are turning red this will be the end of an insane age forever they defied your power and force now they realize they're naked souls
There was a time to get the meaning of things There was a place to be just as we are There was a time to forget all our fears There was a place to forgive all injures
Crawling they clamor for their souls to be restored to pursue the air as once they didTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
