Tekst dnia

"...ambicja odkrycia i uzdrowienia tego, co ukryte, a stojące na przeszkodzie miłości i pracy". 

Divided

The marriage has gone to my head

The wedding trumpets are dead

Replaced by a static noise

So loud that I can't hear my own voice

Will those signs lead me out of here

Well, just take me somewhere

To the planes where angels sing

Trough the chime and the clattering

For what it's worth the truth might hurt you

There is a little you can do

When shadows fall I will desert you

Then that's what you will do

For what it's worth the truth might hurt you

And with a tear of morning dew

My temples born anew

Lead me inside

Lead me inside

Lead me inside out of the cold

Let me inside

Feel me inside

When the seed is sown

Our love's dead by dawn

And as the day begins

The sun is soothing my skin

And I am divided

I am divided

For love

I have to say

That all of this time

I waited for someone like you

Your are my dream

Your are my dream

Your are my dream

Phantom Bride

Inside of this hole you create

You hide from yourself 

You separate every belief 

That is true and you spend your life 

Attached to this poison 

You won't feel anything out of the rain 

And it's true that 

You spend your life trapped in this void 

Where you will stay away 

Get rid of this thought of you rotting in 

The same cold space 

You don't want to feel anything new 

You decided to spend your life 

Safe from emotion 

This way you'll never be harmed again 

Or confused now 

You spend your life trapped in this void 

Where you will stay away 

You waste your life relaxed in your void 

And you will drain all of you 

You spend your life sat in your void 

Where you will stay away 

You waste your life relaxed in your void 

Where you will stay always 

You spend your life (away) 

Trapped in your void 

Where you will stay always 

Waste your life (away) 

Attached to this poison (away) 

You gratulate all of you

In Power We Entrust The Love Advocated

Sail on silver wings

through this storm

what fortune love may bring

back to my arms again

the love of a former golden age.

I am disabled by fears concerning which course to take.

For, now that wheels are turning,

I find my faith deserting me...

This night is filled with cries of

dispossesed children in search of Paradise.

A sign of unresolved ambition

drives the pinwheel on and on

I am disabled by fears concerning which course to take.

When memory bears witness to

the innocence, consumed in dying rage!

The way lies through our love;

there can be no other means to the end,

or keys to my heart...

you will never find.

You will never find!

Lipiec