Chaos of millenium Morbid bodies Symbols of suffering Memories of future Rotten roots Empty garden Urbanisation of poverty Proximity of the end
When we are afraid We sacrifice the innocent and Weak ones New slaves Glassy pyramids of babylon Perfect society Daily ration of hunger Black rays Deafen places of silence We're standing on the bottom Of never-ending stairs of fate
The crowds covered in fog on panorama IN the light of hot sand They want to welcome the comeback Of the man who left them forever The emptiness is bigger It's slowly crushing me I'll be spread on thousand pieces Of uncomposed mosaic of desires
Circus of humanity Is coming to you The enter is free What you give from yourself Thanks for coming Exhibition of stupidity Now we are leaving We will be back again This show never ends Because new clowns Are still on sceneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
