My past seems too far away in this place I can't remember when I lost myself to them Dark storm nights brings me only clever ghosts Will they always win this game?
Welcome to the lowest level of your mind Be our guest, choose one door and kill your past No more bullshit with farewells It's time to tame your doom and leave this shell
It would be best to up the pace Only one door leads you to The eternal race
My past seems too far away in this place There's nothing left but a tale Grandfathers will not tell Dark storm nights bring only clever ghosts They will remain forever Inside your conscience's rest
Are you sure this is the best way to go To defy things you don't know Spying through the keyhole Won't show you the truth This burden is all up to you
It's better up your pace The clockwork won't wait The morning sun is bind to eternal night Earth will not leave a trace Of leaving human race Hurry up and choose a side For you to fight and bleed to die
Choose one door and kill your past you won't last In the game of hoursTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
