He's never felt so conscious before Driven by the madness in silence But he's found a way to control it Now he's a little shaken up, a little beaten down And when he finds his way he will surround himself
When there's no desperated plea for grievance In the city, the modern Babylon below A unified voice should be heard much louder than the sycophants For when their tragedies are divised they turn fact to bloody fiction
He's never felt so conscious before Driven by the madness in silenceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
