Suffer the gulf Of a hundred million years The sand that buried centuries The burden that drew its shadow long That tried in vain to hide unfathomed He drew the pictures of his dreams Mechanically Unlocked the shrine withdrawn Threw open doors unmade Remembering elusive shade In pieces, like knives of sleep— It leaves the soul in ruins A body is only a garment useable Forgettable He in me and I in he… I was given my way back Unmercifully I sliced through millennia But I left my record written In distorted hand In alien archives whispering Buried in the sands of centuriesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
