Faceless is the shadow for the eye that sees Hollow is its fear on the inside Beholding the key to life and death Merciless, still trying not to be re-restrained
Raising the symbols towards the sky The fiction seems more real than life itself
Infected with something I quite cannot understand My eyes are burning Feel the pain through compulsions of the past And you will know that the mirror doesn't lie
Endless, so cold Swept through the ashes of fire and blood
Reaching for Hell In a place, in a dream So far away
Infected with something I quite cannot understand My eyes are burning Feel the pain through compulsions of the past And you will know that the mirror does not lieTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.