The world around us shakes in fear Grimaces shine through a bland facade of cheer Thought and conciousness lose all significance No room for reason, no room for common sense
The sun shines on and it will after we're gone Our road is bent, littered with signs of our descent
It seems our future has never been so bright A world of science and everlasting light Yet underneath darkness creeps through our dreams How long untill our songs end in a frightful scream?
And then we'll go, no goodbyes, no last 'hellos' Our road is bent, littered with signs of our descent into...
...hellTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
