Texty piesní Dorsal Atlântica

Dorsal Atlântica

Walls

Between four walls nothing to be seen in corridors

The door is the boundary of irrationality

Walls tell tales absorbing the dirt

Walls shake hands, one door is the realm

Between good and evil. If only Earth had a door

The door is the boundary of irrationality

Walls tell tales absorbing the dirt

Walls shake hands, one door is the realm