And through pale ice They creep They feast Force-feeding on the mind The tides The needs Conducting all decline The ecstasy of might
Phantoms Thrown down from high balconies Burying every word and every deed beneath While from towers they gaze into strange face All too familiar Casting shadows in the dark And when they shut all doors and all windows And all borders and all dreams We flee through the corridors of thought
Coffins Enveloped in velvet restraints Made of nails and expectations While big letters grin Hiding incisors behind innocence Weeping like young gods would do And when they all fall to the ground in noble decay Bursting into dust and pearls that cover everything that shines We light the fire that cannot be choked
Numbers Raining down Drowning all in gaunt plethora Squeezed out of idols by gods unheard of While their delegates sit behind high gates Building arks without knowing arks Patiently waiting for the oceans to collapse And when all waters brim over And all captains head for the cliffs of old values We dive underneath the waves of fear
See us fly See us dive Into the deep Into the OrcaTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
