They, here again Whispered mantra Comes from the Earth Dressed in festive garments In the end they speak:
You come so far, finally Fluid as the water itself Is the stream of knowledge Enjoy the view!
I see the others motionless While throwing themselves Against me Don't mind, care less, no idle hands
Green, the mantle Made by tiny grass Blue, the welkin pigmentation shines Eyes are wide enough to absorb the beauty Moving further I'm entering the bright white
The skin that draws the shape of you Crimson, a drop is gently flowing down Bliss of wooden-crafted veins Roots and branches, woven To steal a crack to gravel The nails are sapping
I will become the one who can exhale Without a single doubt again All the air I kept for this I can't deny the needing The feast, the swirling feeding Will be the only one
I've spent my days trying To sneak through needle eye
I was my rebirth, fakir of life The trembling star under the sun I've crossed the edge Feathers as shell, body prevails Vanity fails The perfection dwells In two, desire leads me
Time to farewell, see? Open doors await and you Don't need us anymore, go! Glorious is the end Of this crumbling land Reach your missing side Two as one GoodbyeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
