Blurred is becoming my vision and my thoughts I don’t know how much time is left..
My hands are shaking under a freezing winter moon I look behind and there is a lonely crimson path
Pulses of pain, runs through my veins This sorrow grows stronger as I reach my end
There is nobody out there, that will cry for my soul… This sea of solitude, in which I’m drowning to, Is colder than anything that I’ve felt before..
This void within, that grows stronger, The obscurity in the sky is haunting me, There’s not even a grave for my body... Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |