And in him grew a rage That so desired to be known Yet it remained quiet and unheard
And in a stroke of genius or tragedy The universe sent him to his grave And his rage went quietly with him
This is the story of our age This is the story of our age I am the voice of nightmares I am the voice of nightmareTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.