noting is real crawling into my thoughts the knowledge of yesterday the fear of tomorrow the pain of today mountains in deeper knowledge of solitude which conjure up the end this is a eerie white noise black covered horizons getting the dreams of a million wisdom means to feel a constant pain coldness, emptiness, despairing and full of agony the blurred visions of a landscape born in white is making me so sadTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
