The words that made me The elements that carved this carbon shape must leave I feel so weak I'm paralyzed. I can't move, I can't be no more My fears are crawling from within
Architect! Remove the imperfections Architect! Let the pure structure remain Anger is rooting and feeding from the inside This parasite must burn
I am fading, facing myself, all these cold flames Senses are numb Am I fear? Am I peace? Tear the skin, I can't find me there
The essence is there I must embrace every word that made me Bury this shell, leave thy false self and let it burn
The flames are devouring the outside Rising from within Ember pulses life
Fear, Hate, Rage Mind, Love, Peace Am I the creator? Architecture of the ITeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
