Night is falling, traitors go to sleep As you're crawling unto the heavens deep It's not the logic that makes them all dry It's the feeling that has sank into the lie
Throw away all the fruitless flame Cause It's shame to be lost in frame Seems one way, on the moorning escape In the dust of all that hurts and you falling to the blankTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
