A creature washed up on the shore, a body dense swollen and leaking. A sight not meant for the meek, through its stare it can devour everything. Attempts to repress in vain, casting a shadow as far as one can see.
Sleeping awake, benighted in day. Overthrow the self, we commiserate. Outgrow the fear rooted in bone. The truth in the shroud is all that we own. Wake up in absence of ego and shame. Precipice enlightened, swallow the reigns. Admit what you've sown, existence in dirt, the choice to accept is all that is leftTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
