In the darkness Stars were crying Illusions of a broken dreams Were flying Suffering in loneliness They were dying
Rain of tears was spiling Feeding the withered ground Black birds were flying Loyal to the crimson sun
I woke up and walked Through the path of silver moonlight Creating my own fate I rule my own kingdom I reach my own dreams In eternal sky And through the darkness Where the old stars cryedTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.