Mind that rises from ash Thoughts about death They shatter in to air and Leave you suffering
Sin is the power that Keeps you alive and Controls you like Master
Vanishing flame inside you Corrodes memories about good times Now is only omens from emptiness And pictures of slavery
Chaos is everywhere Where ever you look Stench that pours from your soul Is almost touchable mass
Reality isn't disappeared You only can't see it...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
