6 acessos
The blind who bled
The weak, undressed
Don´t want, don´t need
The loss ahead
Bought all but death
Poor stands with the free
On empty, hard bed very soul is fed
Mind´s flesh ascedns, heals
Headless race in vain
For translucent brain
I would rather breath
You won´t take me
You won´t break me
I breathe on the light
That leaves never alone
You won´t take me
You won´t break me
I sail on the tide
That leaves never alone
You won´t take me
You won´t break me
I breathe on the light
That leaves never alone
You won´t take me
You won´t break me
I sail on the tide
That leaves never alone