The shadows on the wall visibly turned blue and the youth like dull gold turns out to be so true
Among the ambient rage you can't grasp your own language while the cries from the wall is resounding into you
Beyond the stone seeing through blindfolds beyond the zones beyond the stone
The shadows on the wall overlaid in blue and the youth that grew old turned out to be so true
Among the breathless rage you forgot your own language while the cries from the wall pervaded into you
Beyond the stone seeing through blindfolds beyond the zones beyond the stoneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
