Crumblin' world falls through my hands In my mouth, taste bitter sand Grass is burnin', pulse is slow Drip by drip, my backward growth Crawl Fade, fade
Crumbling world falls through my hands In my mouth taste bitter sands. Grass is burning, pulse is slow. Drip by drip my backwards growth... crawl. Fade
Vertaling: Down. Pijlers van Eternity.
: Crumbling world falls through my hands In my mouth taste bitter sands. Grass is burning, pulse is slow. Drip by drip my backwards growth... crawl.
