The tree died alone It cried accompanied by a dying green One by one they dropped their leaves Next, their branches, some injured, of too much hang They left their scars on the floor And finally it roots decided to swallow it reason of growing up Why? For all innocence falls For thus they fall my tears For this my scars sprout Because the deepest that lives in me, will destroy me. We fall into an absurd thought called life And we're tilting like a willow By dementia, anxiety… Towards the end ... where melancholy reigns. ¿normally makes you feel alive? Madness will come ... but only a few will really feel it. Those whose broken innocence dried every hope at night, into cries and leaving only traces of dreams… Forever self-destruction willl live on it. * Bend down, dropped the pain to a extreme, Caress the branches of the hanged, Leave your feelings in the sauce...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
