Slow my feet are frozen their veins still closing helplessly afar waking the creatures within
I am a lonely traveller awaiting to sleep eternally under those cold woods as my fall brings then
shadows of their wings as howling their pleads wounded, I lay on ground listening their needs
It's dark and cold and they fly slowly and they know surely they raped my soulTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
