Tekst piosenki
Wretched will, host of pleasure surreal
Closed the room where the last is buried
Rise or fall at your master's request
You're unable to accept redemption
I don't know about a true belief here
With the 'lost' it's the same as always
All I want is the same, a true belief
You can't wait to become a memory
With the 'weak' it's the same as always
Stand confused lack of comprehension,
Re-aroused by a thought of madness
And I know that the truth is always right
But it's time to search for lies
You're the only I try to save
But the blood spills from your veins
Call counting time till the end
Death's wicked smile never fails
The curse is cast, you've lost the past
Forevermore, a candle burns here no more
I don't know about a century life
When the love of generations die
I can see no good in taking your own life
When any moment death calls...
All I want is the same, A true belief


![George Clarke, Deafheaven: "Brakowało nam pewnych rzeczy" [WYWIAD]](https://i.iplsc.com/000N5RJICG9VNPKS-C492.webp)


![Dom Zły na OFF Festivalu: "Nie możemy schować się w mroku" [WYWIAD]](https://i.iplsc.com/000LOGE4DN72N5SJ-C429.webp)
