Egoist - Flower | Текст песни

Let me go...
Through my own mind and grow
To the state of pain

Like a sceptic thought
Like bad memories from childhood time
Season of death and life
Scandal at heart

Yes something must be changed
Deep down in the ground of the soul
I dig...till the end of times
Breaking dreams like a glass

Visiting places of the unknown
Young but dead inside
Trapped in the lies of life
There is no flower after breaking through

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