Void then a swarm of shades going down my face Leaving salt over my chest I'm facing an empire on the verge of falling apart Here lies that scent nobody should ever tail
Vicious flavour
Where water and air no longer keep their distance Creatures become the last remnants of a new swaying skyline
You brought me here to witness the scale of his wrongdoings Is it a wish for mending or just another of your funny games? You made me an inebriste spirit in a torn vessel How much longer will you play me?
This is my parade for a prostrated court Their complaint, a lost choir made squalls Carried with diligence to the eight sisters Cloak as sheet, savior made savor
All this racket, yet you're just cooking the man
I feel their sharp scales
Through the wounds
Embracing bodies in a ruby-red waterTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
