Times of prosperous dime with inner eye Relegating the depths of revenant lights Desperate immolations to the forces of era Tribute for the ashes of dust and profanes Inclined messes for the sake of the shakes Where the mortality would became the vile Submission towards the intervals of progress Perseverance will reclaim for its infinite times Words of weapons with sharpen emphatics Pretending the reflection with no remorse Power and pledges in the lieu arms of disarray Just kept in the shadows to face the only sun Grieves with the accents of courteousness Ruthless marks remains as calm in process Shocked with the souls of demerit mirrors But the silver wings had decided the destiny Fasten the codes of descriptions with no eyes Unable to merge the wraths for its obligations Perhaps failure is the key to precede the path When the death will become the part of factTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
