Lost across the penumbra. Older we have become. Decay is all we know.
Fiction to weave. Narrate and compose. Journey with loose thought just to hide a sorrow.
Shadows darken. Behind light flees this place destined for insignificant things.
All that is left is to fade.
Empty streets. Ghosts roam free. Memory! Memory!
Strayed too far. The land is frail beneath my feet. The ground gives way.
Lost across the penumbra. Older we have become. Decay is all we know.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.