Destiny roams the fields of burdens Destiny lured into a pit with no grace, no grace... No grace, no joy, no dreams, just waste Being born, seeing light
Oversættelse: Mindrot. Burden.
Man: The experts say it does not last. The experts say it's fleeting. The experts bray love fades so fast Then tell me why is my heart still beating?
it's true what they say. Nothing gold can ever fucking stay. Show me no more love. Buried by my own mistakes. My back is weighed down with my burdens.
