Falling in your, falling in your In your arms, in your arms Fish on a line, learns to live on Dry land Thrown back again to drown
Kinder with poison Then pushed down the well Or a face burnt to hell Feel the cruel stones Breaking her bones
Dead before born Words fall in ruins But no sound She's dying of your shame She's maimed by your pain
He gives birth to swimming horses He gives birth to swimming horses
Fish on a line Walking on dry land But back in the water to drown We drown Floating in sky
He gives birth to swimming horses He gives birth to swimming horses
Take a ride on the tide With the assassin at your side The weightlessness underwater Forgets in slow motion And watches pointless tortures
He gives birth to swimming horses He gives birth to swimming horses
Floating in sky Like fishes can fly Through your armsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
