Thru the consequences I've known that the birds see everything in the red sky so dense as I wait in the floor of limitations
My delightful pain and grief eyes filled with mourning ashes burned prosperity erotic mysticism of a abstract thoughts.
Following the stair to the pendulum that controls the equilibrium of myself feeling the call of the Chasm I hope I'll never fall.
The windows are open for a soul tired of search my force is now unleashed I claim for my throne's return
To search to wait, to feel to blaspheme in the god's dream as I go for my aspirations the birds will sing with me...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
