Surfing the line of manifestal wreckage Being beaten to the ground Subliminal constancy This mess we're in
Feeling what is supposedly ending So goddamn tired of pretending ...Of being this & that in dear times Please read between the fucking lines!
So little one, been let down again? Dwell between my wings, wanna get born again? Destination devastation Taste my disappointment, have the drugs kicked in?
Caught in the middle, choked on a breeze A pull from silent unfulfillment The king without a silver spoon What is earthly mine, righteous or divine?
I'm probably loosing in the end Might not from grace descend Embrace nor beginning nor the end The words unspoken, an eternity of fallen rebellionTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
