You hear a tone of impotence inside yourself
Each of your steps brings the end nearer
Burning eyes, hot lips, face is a picture, your dreams belong to the past and the same again
– dipping tired pale expression in the nightmare of the daily routine
You don"t enjoy a rising day thus you look forward to the night
And again great pains were taken in vain
Made your touch send a chill down my spine, made your words send a chill down my spine
You mark the days off in a calendar screaming loudly – I will change everything!
| 1 | Szmaragdowa Noc |
| 2 | Tym Dla Mnie Jest |
| 3 | Morfeusz |
| 4 | Omamiony |
| 5 | Taniec |
| 6 | Zatruta |
| 7 | Ostatni Raz |
| 8 | Za Wszystko - Nic |
| 9 | Panta Rhei |
| 10 | Fetish |