It seems endless this time I breathe for something but illusion And so it stops to fear To blindness reveals a lack Senses for time lost in mind Anger sleeps behind pain and lies Be back at morning to taste several points of aggression
Choke the solid masks Choke the solid marks Choke the innocents wound Choke yourself, be honest
It seems endless for a life I serve this instead it serves me And so it stopped the fear A lack of nonsense arrogance Subtle ways lead growing barriers Through unveiled places of hate Can be constructive once a time In lucid hands or various names
Closing this place Misfortune brings back echoes A certain end in evidence Or seasons may fall to bring dark times in mindTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
