Wandering here not knowing why Gift of life wrapped into fire A fugitive from a black realm runs
Singing a closing credits song Get the best of this short trip Holding landscapes, holding dreams
Night falls, the countdown runs Night dawns, a small loss unnoticed A day to remind, or a day just to forget? The better the memories, The fewer the time that´s left
Time hurts, the hours kill Time runs, at thieves grabbing life bits Tomorrow will come, Tomorrow will bring us death The fugitive is caught, the curtain falls End of play.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
