Everything the dead predicted Has turned out completely different We peer down the throat of their silence Infinity's end fused quickly
When evil triumphs, good goes into hiding When good is manifest, then evil lies low by
Neither can be conquered Or cast off beyond return If joy, then with a touch of fear If despair, then not without some hope
No one hears howling dogs No one hears footsteps of fate
Nothing twice
A crazy chase in circles ends up persuing the persuer Humans don't know how to talk to one another
What am I doing here There's nothing here Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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