No permission to be born Strangers without speech Wasting life in a desert hole Blinded by stupidity
Wasting...wasting...round and around
From the tower I can't pity Your head below my feet Turning grey...withering You're a herd of slaves...bloody routine
Wasting...wasting...round and around
Heavy feet...restless... I see your eyes of vice Heavy hearts...aimless... I feel your eyes of ice Heavy feet...restless... I see your eyes of vice Heavy hearts...aimless... I feel your eyes of iceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
