Come down from the lion's back call down to the endless sleepers bring light to the dimming days that run in an endless stream now
In the black of the eye in the heat of the act is a crack in the ice
Come down from the iron wheel come back from the endless labor look down on the rolling waves that strike on the crumbling reef now
is what the body becomes in the bellow aloud in the crack of the drum and as the body dies what is left from the heart burns white
No light on the western shore no sign of the ships at anchor no sound but the roaring winds no warmth but the life behind the eye
and what the body allows is a flash in the heart until the memory dies and a forever life is an infinite lie hung wideTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
