Текст песни Equinox

This year is old like a dying father Whose will is out of spite We pile into separate agendas With the songs of defeat Playing in our minds For you I give and give away My unhappiness in color For your abandoned heart to see them To bloom into your world Binded to your perfect lands To live like somber cattle And we're gathered as seeds To sprout mid Sahara For who for what? For you I give and give away My unhappiness in color For your abandoned heart to see them To bloom into your world