Crunch of stained-glass windows Under bare feet Luminescent anguish Of everyday retreat Consubstantiality Of discrepant wills Breaks against mortality Forces me to knees Punishment of being old Till the end of time Everlasting pain and cold Rational decline
Here I stand, obsessed old man Blinded, on the very brink Downpour is whipping me With indelible ink
My gift became damnation My incarceration I'm stuck here for the ages I'm doomed to be old man
Sentinels on guard of death Cannot let me in I'm deprived of their excuse I've invented a new sin
I am doomed to be old man Old man
In susceptibility To the flames of guilt Made me perfect innocent My emotions (are) sealed Physical infirmity Continual decay Two centuries of suffering of living every dayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
