In time there majestic doorways will crumble Insidious faces carving their names in stone Desperate not for the forgotten, a token of their vanity Nothing than a little lamplight in the coming storm To digress its emptiness No perspective and no greater matter at hand
No, this is not the end of the world But you can see it from here Awaiting it in prospect of expiration
Slow-motion progress led by time-lapse machines An eclipse of sudden, yet crawling in on us for ages To cover up this deceit
The air is filled with the smell of fear and distress It is all too emblematic for this lasting state of emergency
A cause so vain, admonitions born from guilt Living in a constant crisis, we're all caught in a loop
This is not a telltale notion This is fiction, a mere equation Until one day you see with unclouded eyes the genuine rapture of human nature
Sometimes I feel like the end of the road is just one step away Yet it is only another chapter to be told in timeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
