Are just infamous words Pollute minds Are closed to the new Are small worlds
Where did this come from? Holds me in the ordinary Not in favor, not against Created a pattern of vision
Rise yourself to the highest level of knowledge Incinerate any voice inside your mind
Alive puppet I´m a mirror from the nature Poor temporary existence A worthless end
Where are we now? Is this a dream? What's in here? Just hipocrisy... And nothing else.
Rise yourself to the highest level of knowledge Incinerate any voice inside your mindTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
