Rise a cup of bloody-tasted wine A laureled crown, a thorny wreath Has drained his strong belief Destroyed the whole at the point of slit A victory, a bitter taste of tears
Fear the fear of me and your empire Fear the fear of a bliss in a whirl
I can' t reconcile me with myself I'm unable to leave this gemini distance
Must reason rule the heart ? I' m dwelling here as the king of dirt
Harsh harvest, collector of buried pains Clear out your soul, passion you slayedTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.