One way leads to the cathedral Where angels sit ont he walls And another under its falls To the haunted chatacombs Where the damned souls return to life check the soundness of their bones Duality at the same time angels on left, deamons on right Can’t be clean when the ferryman Got paid and take over I’m Destination’s wrapped int he fog The boat moves on with the tide
There are angelos with wings Rather pass to a bat And the beauty feathered ones May belong to the bad But these badges remain invisible Even if they are back
Fort he benefit of others Some can get rid of their goods Like those who were born blind Sightlessly trust int he light While others only amass Cause just it’s been left As prophets with all-seeing eye Who had got a livelong blackout Deeds can be wrong or right Acts will be anew caught sight At the end of your time of life Memories will flash beforeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
