Last farewell My brothers in arms Every story comes to an end Against the stream, against the fears We can not outrun this Our curse of time
Last farewell My brothers in arms Every story comes to an end All the kings, all the queens Are to be specs of dust A formation of stars
Remember our lifetime Before we all go away For our memories and species We need to find a way We are sunbound
Schorch me and consume me Our words can't save us from the grip of the sun Burn our ways, burn our time Only some of us will survive In this great emptiness
Against the stream Against the fears Always meant to roam Always meant to searchTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
