On my knees, leering down at my reflection as the moonlight illuminates the pathway to escape. On my own, leering down at my reflection as the moonlight illuminates the pathway to escape the bastard's lake is where I leave everything behind. My soul writhes encased in its hollow shell. Nerves perish, frost bitten atop the cold abyss. The forest from whence my brothers and sisters hang from trees, they start to fall into the snow, the icy winds devour the ropes strand by strand. Futile attempts to forgive myself pull me closer to the black hole. Trembling spilling water and blood from my mouth, I lick my lips and the rest runs down my neck the frosted carcasses of my loved ones are the only source of nourishment within this desolate air.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
