These perfect colours Fill the skies As a monument An ending told Escape this dream In a world of Nocturnum An exercise in ignorance Without, fiction, promise, addiction I see the flaws in its entirety An understanding A flame pushing heat against rain Time against self, and day against night This silence all too real, a reminder Without fiction or dream As it waits in the distance All of time, all the infinite time As it haunts its creation
Always follow the vision Lying through silence Everlasting timeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
