Foscor in case the seasons break

Wählen Sie Sprache aus, um diese Lyrik zu übersetzen

Holes without floor
Sounds without ground
Precious visions found, which could make me fall
Again afraid again, can seasons let me break
This is the moment for the else,
A unique mind, instead of a sleeping sense,
While creature pays, the reason hits the man
Anxious eyes, these four walls will not change
Shining skies, among this world and death,
Here is the break, I miss and never ends
How to use, the fix
How to live, this fear
The else behold, the else behead,
Eludes all hopes the autumn gives,
Today comes and grow the most aggressive thirst
In case the seasons break
The human mind could see and feel the double edge
Murder... How it was??
Pleasure... No remorse!!

KORREKTUREN ÃœBERMITTELN