Powerless I stand before you The tides of shifting sands of time Cracks, holes and empty promises Like that writhing skin of mine
[Chorus:] Scattered are the ashes of this momentary sigh Held by the throat I am left on my own Disciple of titles, I have searched for a sign And thus I will leave no heir to the throne
In retrospect almost all that we do is a waste Meaningless cells in a meaningless pace
Monuments of forgetfulness Surrond me like halos of flies Regrets that bear no fruit at all Are all that's left before I die
[Chorus:] Scattered are the ashes of this momentary sigh Held by the throat I am left on my own Disciple of titles, I have searched for a sign And thus I will leave no heir to the throne
Suit for a king is this effort Remained behind glass, out of sight No one is immortal If our work is embraced by light
[Chorus:] Scattered are the ashes of this momentary sigh Held by the throat I am left on my own Disciple of titles, I have searched for a sign And thus I will leave no heir to the throneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
