As the colors turn to grey Savor the sigh of relief There were woes aplenty Yet I asked for none of them Hindered by this poisoned shell That goes against itself I ponder my ways, the wrongs I did With karma to burn I cannot yield
Oceans of sickness and despair flow and form streams ever free A sea of endless colors fills this black and white that was me
Now speak, pain, my ever present friend Speak the words that let me rest assured My choice is the right one and not one of haste I have contemplated this for unbearable years
My body is my temple My temple has been ransacked
First it chokes me, then it burns my heart All the bitterness in there, for all to see Hail pain, the ever present friend That lets me know there is still one day more
Oceans of sickness and despair flow and form streams ever free A sea of endless colors fills this black and white that was me
Oceans of sickness and despair flow and form streams ever free A sea of endless colors fills this black and white that was meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
