Eyes in this somnial night I know I own nothing I wanted nothing
And I feel like I am The second son of your god Lifting lives away
A lighthouse spins in your eyes Still I see nothing Waters of nothing
I plant a seed in your garden Yet it grew nothing Thorns without roses
But then I’m sorry for I have died Others were taken away Hostage of secrets of Aura Waters of nothing Dawn painted nothing
I failed to sense the sign And died in the arms of Europa An anima astray for a long, long time
I set our forest afire Broke the old promise Tore all the roses
Became a symbol of violence In primordial noises Churches of noises
And write a new song made of lightning From which we’re taken away I know it seems it’s all right While it was nothing lot worse than nothing
At the bottom of the pond Is found a chest of science and gold A shell of glass, it means bad omen Find two and you’re blessed with grace The essence of the sea is provenance Watched by the wise old manTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
