Stand up, take your head into the screams Dark graves at house (?) we lost at sea Your join, line svelves up into the smile Your blood, you come freaks up our fight
And one day, looking at the forests Skies of flower, revise to the silence Please don't (?) us (...) Take your time so (...)
Our love, our friends are dead inside We slam the door close after night We work ourselfes right up to cry With guns and knifes we'll found new styleTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
