We are just a standing illusion Merged into a primal being A sickening fusion All of us in the shadow of dust In us there's nothing but rust Withered pieces of minds so forlorn We are falling down And we're all back in this mess An impulse to create Fear to be something We are the mesh And we put you all back in this mess We are the mesh That succumbs to greed Undo the state of mind An attempt of seeing So blinded, so restrained Just beg for hope Not to converge We are the unjust being Not to converge We are the unjust beingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
