Oh my soul be prepared for the coming Oh light invisible we praise thee I'm walking alone in this twilight My soul is stretched across the sky
Waste and void I'm dying in my own death Thoughts of a dry brain in a dry season We are really in the dark
The pain of living and the drug of dreams
Oh greater light to bright for mortal eyes Walking alone in the invisible light Oh my soul be prepared for the coming We are really in the dark
They shall praise the inner power And suffer in every generation They shall praise the false I'm dying my own deathTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
