Has she looked for a trace of admiration in me? How was the expression on her face, when contempt was all she came to see?
Under the skies of decadence Mine are the sparks that blinded the eyes of providence
For frail are the ways of conviction How could you not wander in doubt? Persistent is the blossoming sedition See the infamous seeds starting to sprout If white are the flowers of creation When petals fall and stars cry Black are the springs of damnation Radiant brightness shall fulfill the eyes of mine
Dethroned are the symbols of misleading bliss unfolding visions of impossibilities
I've seen the herald of falseness hanging In the gallows of mistrust While those who went astray were partaking On a dance of enticing lust!
For frail are the ways of conviction How could you not wander in doubt? Persistent is the blossoming sedition See the infamous seeds starting to sprout If white are the flowers of creation When petals fall and stars cry Black are the springs of damnation Radiant brightness shall fulfill the eyes of mine
Witness of the falls Witness of it all
So the famished season persists To sweep all traces of morality thenceforward hell followed with me.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
