Drowning in vicious circles Deep down in the pits of my soul Crawling into the swamps of depression The wings of hope are burnt by the sun The destruction of the self The destruction of the dream
All feelings of joy are replaced By destructive suicidal fires Seeing the past... tearing away Through the mist of twilight A gate opens before my eyes A new future is born... The birth of death
Down in the depths of the soul Awaits the ocean of fire To purify all that what once was Back to the primal nature of the beastTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
