after lowering transformation to a being hibernating awake feet are constantly on their way to a place where flesh encounters the spirit an addictive state of mind for the last before the blizzard
grostesque is the promise of salvation that overlooks or rewards atrocity how can a man reap what he sows when honest repenting means forgiveness and bliss
avoiding the trick by believing in treat believe it to be a one way street avoiding the trick by believing in treat they rock themselves to sleep
we are just sandgrains in a rotating hourglass and you make the movement but we worship the counter side
mother dear it's not too late its secret no more that you're in pain but i cannot hide from shame (shame's all the children of blizzard can gain) for i do know who's to blame Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.