In theatre of Illusions no faces are seen and you are dreaming as if you have never been born (Never been born)
In theatre of Illusions heat lightning stories streaming with fleshless shadows sparking in darkness horsing around
like sleeping people iurd are flying (Bird are flying) upon the top of the World the melody of oncoming Fates Is bleeding
my inner vampire awakened by the bloody dawning
leeching with soul in Hope maybe all of this is not vainly
In theatre of Illusions heat lightning stories streaming with fleshless shadows sparking in darkness horsing around like sleeping people Bird are flying upon the top of the World the melody of oncoming Fates Is bleeding leeching with soul in Hope MaybeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
