There is no time left, We are caught of the animal’s theft For human blood Every mortal night Every pain of delight In the honest display All the ends come real All the madness revealed In the honest display
There’s a world of untold ages There are books between the pages And letters in the words Travel by trap-doors Our souls are a myriad of wars And we are losing everyone Now without a word spoken Now everything’s said. Every mortal night Every pain of delight In the honest display All the ends come real All the madness revealed In the honest display
Pain force me writing letters to the posterity And when days of death is with me That captured pain will live my life out So perfectly! Forgive me if I’m wrong.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
