Flesh holds souls like immortal stones Just bullets know how many here are ghouls
Fog in the brain in sunny day Turn all in vain How to cure the pain? Lord is waiting above the sky Mud clogs in veins Thoughts gone insane Truth was truth till this moment Doom is doom Is this the end? Jail is jail in magic world Death is death in any word
Eyes could lie what is inside But what is behind in another side Heart could stop after random beat Body lies, soul gone to fly
Every morning the pain is the same While God‘s words sounds in vain We are all in this macro train Tracks are closed, we are going round again and again
Close life to night Try last fly Paint bath in blood And smile to God
No brain- no pain That is insane game
Just cut relations with materializations of yesterday creations And jump to another dimension
Here is waiting another world Another hell without comfort Without promised rest in peace Just sinking in boiling grease
Here is waiting another hell Another pain which never ends Every second becomes eternity Grim case destiny
Every morning the pain is the same While God‘s words sounds in vain We are all in this macro train Tracks are closed, we are going round again and againTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
