My presence makes a tiny sense To switch the world, to twist essence That slowly follows you Where's your God now?!
No nature of chaotic growth Disgusting feelings evermore No backbones, aging flesh Who's your God now?!
They call them angels and our sanity completes the story We won't be able to resist Just close your eyes and let's pretend our breath's not mandatory And then we turn to something else
My presence makes a little sense To switch the world, to twist essence That slowly killing you Now
They call them angels and our sanity completes the story We won't be able to resist Just close your eyes and let's pretend our breath's not mandatory And then we turn to something elseTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
