14 acessos
It began
And is coming from our dreams
Running to the end
The price of our lies
It's more expensive than write
The story of our lifes
The countdown isn't right
We're falling into our fears
The messengers are dying
And we are alone
No one was saved
By the wicked God
That exists in our minds
They don't care about us
They belong to the lost world
That has just began