These are not my darkest views on reality, This is not an optimism neither. It's an expression of what I've become. In a world of ideas and struggle, I find myself alone! It's my choice I admit Reality is not a beauty by itself, It's an attribute given! I tried to love and share the feelings with others But now my love became a raped whore! Cruel? Thus, I chose to be alone! Across the mighty winds I stand alone! Beware of the mass, Beware of smiling faces And hold on to yourself Just care for what you want to be It's a fist raised in your mind! It's all that you need!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.