Torn between the poles Sleeping dreamless Nothing left but holes Falling screamless Through the thin soles of worn sneakers The noise still consoles Pushing out of the speakers Forget what you will And wash out the stains follow the thrill that flushes your veins When storms stand still the calm still rages Still seeks for the kill my wrath of ages Restore your true name Remember your past What good is the fame if you're not made to last Are you ready to let lions out of the cages? Are you ready to bet your wrath of ages?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
