Thunder struck and lighted the dark sky I was lying like a dead on the pyre Golden was the armour of mine My spirit's left... with PRIDE!
My faith's obscure, hear me, my God! I'm sick and tired, my heart's frozen black The soul You gave me!... It's now an empty shell With glamour you tempted me - I threw it... AWAY!
Is there a sense in it? I'm lost in rage and bleed... I fed [myself] with vengeance and learnt cold betrayal But none of these remained where I lie Spirits' laugh surrounded my head I feel nothing... I'm DEAD!
Outside you were the Queen of the Northern World Only you could stop these whispers You would burn in the feelings that I've made my home But here and now we're against the whispers
Inside you're still the Queen of the Northern World Only you can stop these whispers I'd rather burn than feel this again alone But I was told this lost would come soon into me
"With thousands lives you'll pay but there'll be the one scar you'll hide The reason you got the life was to fill the world with cries So carve her in your mind for you see her one last time!"Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
