Taken down Gone my will Touch the ground Perpetual void Beneath a voice A sign from afar Moments between Remember still What was sought And not found All that was lost On these monotony fields Folding in Ever deeper Into the undertow Of thoughts Drifting through The pale landscapes Of the withering mind It would have been so different Without this burden This sense of nothingness The lifelong defeat That took us here To a distance unreachable To a grey indifference Into these vast Monotony fieldsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
