You don´t have to sign as heretic that man Who is wrong in his beliefe, but all those people Who are deffending wrong ideals, Which are devastating the church´s authority!
That are the words of church and her servants. Weakness, fear and blood is behind them. Flames for all free spirit.
-Giordano Bruno-
The greatest scholars, who in the last moments of life, Refuse to follow the senseless church´s law And turn away from abandoned cross. Their ash was given to the wind. The wind which has closeed the scholar´s eyes from fear of hereza.
Love
Intro:
Love... Love is a beautiful feeling, full of happiness and full of pain. Passion whithout which life would be so gray and sad. Love is...
When you are kissing her, sounds so common. Take what you want, that´s not the love. His eyes are full of sorrow and pain. You are allways full of expectation. Please, take me away from here.
My love, why are you so sad... My love, please don´t cry... My love, why are you so cruel... My love, please don´t close your heart...
It´s horrible, when you have to beg for love! Why has somebody more and somebody less? What is love? Pain and sorrow? Pleasure and happiness? I love you, because you made me full of love, The beautiful feeling, whithout knowing itTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
