Holding on to the privilege of the strong To the one who claims the knowledge and the clue Heading for the day when the clouds will drift away And the finger in the sky will point at you
Face-down redemption Say your prayer and take still in return
Fly to the ceiling, words with no meaning Crimson born Cast out the sense of secular feelings Our need as the answer of it all...seek deliverance
Sending strength, you're set afire as revenge Try so hard to miss the reason, true believer Common sense to hell, praise all the ghosts inside your shell And the hangman in the sky is waiting just for you
Face-down regression Say your prayer in the night and take still in returnTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
