Power, belief and will Virtues of humanity Abundant and scarce Holy, godlike, divine Borders of insanity A blessing and a curse
Despite their genuine devotion Faith appears to save no one
Even though we all know that Our time is running out Some of us still believe God loves us all Though his doomsday's upon us
Horror, tremor, dismay Victims of normality Blind hope and despair Feel me, hear me, believe Reawakened vanity So common yet so rare
Lost in bitter-sweet emotions Apathy infects us all
Even though we all know That our time is running out Some of us still believe God loves us all Though his doomsday's upon us
Faith's the ultimate fallacy It's the substance of things hoped for The conviction of things hoped for The conviction of things not seenTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
