too many questions found no answers I no longer trust my judgements in this maze of delusion there are only false prophets left
no ascension bring the peace all the efforts seem to be in vain we are unfulfillable burdened by this incurable curse
the lone silhouettes covering the faces keeping path they have taken despite the scornful eyes purposeless, but still forging ahead we are like the pilgrims to nothingness
sentenced to doubt no one can dispell you see no difference between the poison and cure until it completely destroys you
as the years will go by you will realize you understood nothing if it must be that way then all we got left is to keep going this wander of the cursed onesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
