This frozen age of bloom Weak shivers appear unknown With all the fears passed by You'll never make us cry
These minds like faded dyes Long-ago fining the skies But now we're calling for gloom Oh, hollow age of bloom!
No shelter Are we becoming new? Black horizon
Find a way to silence the echoes Twisting in our heads like ghosts Inviolate the thoughts we tangled As we shout: woe worth the day!
Don't hope, there is no future We live in a circle of blight Don't hope, there's no refusing We've paid for our own false prideTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
