Eventually the fire overcame The smell of (...) Now seal the purposes anew The night outside was still the same From the window one could see The long dark road stretch back for miles A path of peril, sleepless black Now breathing slow alone, not free Breathing slow Alone, not free Within this cloak of shame There is nothing worth undoing The night outside is still the same Tragedy writes snow and storm By now it cover and entrack Of this escape whence no one knew (...) And know all fears were now long dead A whisper of the night and (...) The door below had better still To keep it shut (...) Sleepless Fearless Lifeless Within this cloak of shame There is nothing worth undoing The night outside is still the same White snow would cover every track Of this escape whence noone knew And all the fears should be long dead The night outside was still the sameTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
