Redness behind the crest of east I Cherish the last rays of this mournful day Night spirits are whispering truths Lost chants about death and life. I gaze this black eternity at my will Inhale it to fulfill my lungs. This night woodland is my home now, I'll enshrine it till the day I will breath no more. Rain pours down A cold mist is raging amongst the pines. Let your eyelids fall, Your guide it'll be in the eternity of time. I touched the hourglass, Saw what it means to be alive. Made from rocks a bed, rotten rose's thorns I crowned my head.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
