Ironic, where you find yourself. It’s the gates of hell, my only one truth. An angel in the desert, out of reach and elegant with grace. You’ll walk with a purpose and intent, until the eons have erased your footprints and you’ve spent an eternity building nothing. A life spent wasted, you’re the bearer of guilt. Crippled by the weight of burden. Embrace this realization. You’ve walked until your feet bled. You’re just an angel in the desert. I had dreams too.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.