Из альбома: 8 Bit Monk
fragile pieces glued together
its today i'm supposed to
meet my maker
the energy push through the walls
and turned to matter
did i really want to see the answers?
I stared at the face of infinity
I shook the hands with the devil
I've seen death without dying
I'm sick and tired of worrying
while I still have my skin
Still Have My Skin
I stared at the face of divinity
I looked beyond my mortality
I've been there without dying
I'm sick and tired of worrying
while I still have my skin
Still Have My Skin
don't cry
its only
life