And now I feel free to be despotic Our dreams making one with the impossible Reality trapped in the whirlwind of memories Nothing left to bet but our lives In the glimpse of the ecstasy By poisonous madness offered
We are not guests at our own life's feast So we create the power of victory Light in our eyes as Blinding as a marble sun Luminescent as an obsidian sun And the hours go by like winter anxiety
Overcoming pompousness Playing with a toy-world We are laughing children We have imaginary friends Deep in our hearts Lies the pure madness of the deserter
And now I burn my eyes against the vastness of possibility
I'm the new king of an island...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
