When scientists made it and all was destroyed My little diary was all that survived Carries seeds of corruption, of beauty and lies An ugly little fruit, all alone Scrapes across unknown dust along the way Becoming striated to announce where it's been Carries seeds of corruption, of beauty and lies Out of context, all alone Maybe it never finds another to tell Infinite misses with meaning insteadTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
