Epiphany Songtext
von Rabit

They put a price on the colorful
They′ll put down anything if it don't fit
Nothing here is real nor seen
But you think your life′s been seen Nothing is private if you must be seen
Only the faithless can give to me
The ugly, the cruel, the way things have been
Who decides you're dispensable?


If only I pray
There's nothing to gain here
No elements to brave
No new path to pave here
No new path to pave here
To pave here