We lived in hell and the time passing by. Our soul denied, for the lost art of waiting. In this whole life, our minds never changed. This is our role: we are puppets of ourselves.
Stone cold dead, the face on the concrete. Eyes gone cold, their light obscured. Long way gone, last sunset has come. Dead end way, the breath fades away.
We lived in hell and the time passing by. Our soul denied, for the lost art of waiting. In this whole life, our minds never changed. This is our role: we are puppets of ourselves.
Life short end, the breath has been cut. Truth scene short, the dream is transformed. Grim sad scene, the ephemeral concrete. Lost and sad, the pulse fades away.
We live in hell, our soul destroyed. Stone cold dead, our minds reborn. Grim sad scar: our existence.
We lived in hell and the time passing by. Our soul denied, for the lost art of waiting. In this whole life, our minds never changed. This is our role: we are puppets of our-selves.
We leave hell, the time passed us by. Feel our soul, in our last breath. All our life, we have waited to die. It is time, we finally fade away.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
