Guilt
"I am clean forgotten
as a dead man out of mind
I am become like a broken vessel
for I have heard
the blasphemy of the multitude
ans fear is on every side
while they conspire against me"
drowning in a sea
a sea of twisted shapes
escaping from reality
not knowing how to behave
I find myself in the last fase
prepare for neverending days
beyond consious life
I feel myself die
I left my innosense behind
I heard the distant cries
I know your cause, your task
so please take down that mask
Losowe piosenki:
Harlem World
When I Die
You Could Be The First
Where Were You Then?
New That We Found Love
On My Own
Prey To Human Silence
Smiles And Cries
Missing Pieces