Standing fast At the precipice Loathing and fear Passing by In a gale
Through the gates Stands a kingdom of mourning For the hollow and maddened Forgotten by hope Abandoned, like dreams
Open vacuum A sterile world Disparate From death, release From mercy
Through the gates To an existence beneath Beneath notice, compassion Unknown to color Removed from time
When the time comes And the spell is broken The entrance is shut Darkness falls ColdTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
