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 |