Blinded by illusions Decisions made in haste Led by false emotions Against the common sense
...we allow them to take our hands We may often forget The attempts determining our way Made by mistake
All that you might possess All we ever had Means nothing in the face of time
The approach of the inevitable fall Awaits us all with no exception The light that shone so bright Will fade away
Someday the form will shatter Fall into pieces Dust instead of all creation
I 'm still trying to keep it to myself This, what even words cannot express...
Is life we all live the life we really deserve? Or maybe we are given only a poor substitute for it? We dedicate our hearts to something that destroys our essential feelings. We spill our veins and with our very blood sign agreements for existence in everlasting rat race. Instead of constant giving we should rather think what we could derive from it. Is the sum of all profits and losses balanced? If we do not receive from our lives what we might expect, are they still the lives worth fighting for?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
