Halt now Can you feel it in the air Saturated with illumination This fragile moment is so full of poetry and sorrow
We have been so long away There is nothing left in us We have been so long astray We forgot our names Left behind, the bridges burn Glowing in the pitch-black night Endlessly forlorn, endlessly lost We have become our own nightmare
Nothing is essential Nothing but an instant of clarity A fey picture Painted on the canvas of decay A doomed symphony Painted on silence
The pest is coming The scourge is lightning quick Nothing will stand Nothing but a trice of verveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
