The moon glow is scattering shadows Which are hiding primal instincts Ethereal wings of civilisation Going into oblivion They reveal the inborn nature Hidden under a cheap suit of training
Deprived of progress They go back to the caves
They are animals On a treadmill of standards and principles Internally conditioned To fuck and to kill The desire to confront Fills their veins
Deprived of progress They go back to the cavesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
