You grew up playing on dark lands, so cold as a sunless morning, disastrous since the beginning, deep fog. Drown in its haze, deep fog. Fraught with pain a world fearfull of our creation, all of this is because our creation, manipulation of the horror, swallow our fire and spit it in instants some deception in moments, in moments breath, swallow our fire and spit it. Don't go away. You're infected, our curse run through your veins. Don't go away. You're cornered, your own revelations run through your veins. Do you want to aggravate the situation? the situation? do you want to aggravate the situation?. We are fucking disaster of cold and eager eyes, we are fucking disaster of cold and eager eyes. Home collapses and prayers are consumed by the burning fire of our calculated actions, you know this never belonged you. You know? this was part of you.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
