Torn asunder, cast aside Upon the empty shoreless tides Broken and starved for life Longing for the struggle and the strife
The blade consumes all Waiting for the hunger to subside Carrying the souls and stories in its eye Before the last day it will rise
Wait for the suffering inside To take control of all you are in life Head every whisper and decide Whether to listen or to die
Drained of all but hate Discarded and left for waste The prophets of blinding rage Are coming to take you away
Find yourself before your time Or become consumed by the tide Heed every whisper and decide Whether to listen or to dieTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
