[Man:] Hey, do you want to hear a story? [Woman:] Ummmm Yes please.. [Woman:] Please... [Man:] Here.. Listen close...
Some gentle devastation ought to spare the time of your horizon It spontaneously degaussing your inner screams to the deafer walls Age of silence has pre-marked the senses to the heels of peroration You again not to fail yourself with behold visions of the acceptance Modern reflection does not aware these things to be expelled Quality of immaterialized fictions just scattered the very goals Determining a foe since the forsaken satire have beneath all of us Strike after strike as the dam still calms its potentiality as it snares Restraining blood-shells has been admiring devoid to the putrid purity Chimerical phenomenon will be fallen when the shine as it returns An artificial substance must have to be discover a frightened nerve Lift up and bargain with the Styx until no such soul shall have around World of oasis with no footsteps, but to lie one other's affections Dozens of perspective mazes here, but no more eyes to tear down General skulls with the frozen reflections, where you shall not lose it all No matter how much would you try, the truth you're of failed loneliness Just put yourself in a dice and it has begun to play with your destinyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
