Born under the eyes of the moon The arms of death can't embrace them
His gift is unique It's the sign of fire He knows his mind is eternal
From him Nothing can be hidden His life is dominated by premonitions
His truth Is hidden in his soul There isn't and never was an explanation
His power sometimes Is stronger than his mind It invades every thought
Everyone says He is the illuminated But in really nobody knows
He feels His reaction Controlling His reason Restless visions Consume his mind He doesn't judge Himself a prophetTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
