Every day is repeating the awakening of this hibernation In awaiting of the fight Which will never be lost, Which will never be won, It just brings me this hatred
Every step towards the future Is one towards the transient past, A reflection which makes me sick, It just burns my morality
Every day my odium engrows, Staring towards the sky Steering towards a dead end Which will never be missed Which will never be reached, It just brings me hatred
Every step towards certainty Is one towards your absolute death A reflection which makes me smile You just bring me this hatred
Every day is repeating the awakening of this hibernation In awaiting of the fight Which will never be lost, Which will never be won, It just brings me this hatredTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
