Из альбома: Sixth in Sixes
Consuming feelings gains power through death.
Take love stunt by ways of progress.
So many years we stop looking back.
Consuming families gains power through neglect.
We can't stop feeling.
Hope that we're changing.
Our bodies die, the heart stops beating, memories fade in the dust we created.
Dust follows wind we were once breathing.
All existence fades into the life we created.