I heard the deafening scream of my decay... it resounds in this silent solitude.
My body burns in the daylight, demons are tormenting me and devouring my reality. I burn...
In this cold bed, my tears are soaking my skin, trapping me in this farce as chains...as chains. My tears...as chains...
When the sun will rise nothing will make sense. When the sun will fall everything make sense. When the sun will rise again nothing will make sense. When the sun will be dead who I will be?
When the sun will rise nothing will make sense, when the sun will rise again nothing will make sense.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
