Wall of Selection - Dead Time | Текст песни

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Dead time

When a dream is burnt
We fress its stinky ashes.
Illusions poison us
We learn to shit by darkness.
We cherish hopes for
Being healed with time.

Dreams are very jealous and vindictive!
They cut us off from all the reality!

But time! This is the dead time!

Prayers of the soul!
The eyes are dead!
The heart is burning.

When a dream is burnt
We fress its stinky ashes.
We cherish hopes for
Being healed with time…
But the time is dead…