In a whirl of eternal but changing illusions always living but fragile, the steps on the snow can guide me to absurd It´s the cause of my own limits and like the water, which can be both liquid and solid...
Prelude to suicide - Every one of the stars can wait for me Prelude to Suicide - quietly and willing...
And from the constant obsession that oozes impotence every second perhaps the unawairness save me, because those steps cab be a redemption, or can be stormy waters.
Drop by drop or in a bitter springs all around me, salvation is falling And I am like a stone statue waiting to reach out my hands But I am only capable to cover my face waiting for the tears of my penitence which cannot flow at last, like in your suffering Jesus...
I am only a man
Introspection is not use If I don´t have the heart As the final moral turns me into a tamed wolfTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.