She soared above hell, an eagle temptress Whoring for souls in this mortal world She ran from regret a world in which the soul is bound a victim Self offered The soul is bound a victim Self offered Self driven heresy Were just one in the same the past is a sequence of infinite nows
Fade away to a dismal pace to a distant place Its like being buried alive Voices in my head come as a test One by one imprisoned The great cosmetic deception
In this cycle of death mankind is drowning an ouroboros in play we have no sympathy for those who sleep and may the jilted light guide us all It's like being buried alive voices in my head as a test One by one imprisoned Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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