When I die
Just say goodbye...
Too many of us speak twice before thinking...
Emotions are an abyss
where everything goes...
The chilled breeze bends around quiet road,
The taste of coming snow in the air...
If my breath extends for far too long
I ask you to strangle my mortal song...
yeah i am diffrent but am not a hypocrite
yeah i am cruel but am not evil...
We are followed by ghosts
They linger...
Man calling for help
in the wilderness denies...
I wonder
How many of us...
Any man sits on top the hill
of a thousand faces. Any man will...
I used to be bitter about growing up without a...
Now I realize that I learned from that to strive...
and in that moment
the old polish man...