A billion ragged sighs of pestilence A billion swallowed dreams Omnipotent and infinite Shaking hands, never so sure, or so severe
Malevolence and violence Taut, beneath every fibre Mirrored by grace and beauty Benevolent and free Through the skin we see shadows Yet the tongue remains still If we could flex every muscle If we could free the free willed
Smoke pours from the foundations As we are clouded by the greys
Shining blacks and depths unknown Passive love and the meek Excuse and truth are one the same To those who cannot speak
Echoed by every movement In this moment you are everything The weight that may not exist Crushes some and liberates There are no rights and wrongs And no black and no whites There are no absolutes Just two hands and one fate
Smoke pours from the foundations As we are clouded by the greys With ashen lungs nothing remains Just two hands, two hands and one fate Through the reddest of eyes nothing shall remain Just two hands, and one fateTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
