Stories were told, truths were forged The man who wanders in the emptiness of wisdom
Needs so little for his comfort Even fantasy does not make him to question
Due to innocence or omission he Believes that this world is good
He has no doubts. Why to question? Why to have the answers? This will make the fantasy crumble. But he seeks self knowledge.
Now he sees, it is clear. Everything was a bad dream. The truth made him think, the answers lit up his mind. The deception of truth, putting an end to fantasy To the fantastic, to the farce. Now he's strong.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.