Is there a light at the end of your life
Can you see what happened here
You won't see me in a coffin
I'm to live by the brightest blaze
I see there is no sanctuary
There's no shelter
There's no grace
Love and hate, both blind but deep
Why can't you see what's going on
The long centuries in an hour
As I close my tired eyes
Post je objavljen 29.10.2006. u 21:31 sati.