Golden Wings

Blood on my hands – that cannot be forgotten
It leaves a mark – am I such a monster?
I must run from this worthless misery
Safe from myself

Bloody glory devoured our souls, a spell so tragic
One that reaches for our fall
Bury the hatchet – It's not worth a thing
Resist temptation to fly on golden wings
Golden wings, be a king and fly on golden wings!

Cold as ice – never satisfied
Devoid of life – in need to open my eyes
I must run from this worthless misery
Safe from myself

Bloody glory devoured our souls, a spell so tragic
One that reaches for our fall
Bury the hatchet – It's not worth a thing
Resist temptation to fly on golden wings
Golden wings, be a king and fly on golden wings!

(Solo Biegański)
(Solo Górniak)

Bloody glory devoured our souls, a spell so tragic
One that reaches for our fall
Bury the hatchet – It's not worth a thing
Resist temptation to fly on golden wings
Golden wings, be a king and fly on golden wings!



Credits
Writer(s): Agnieszka Sznurowska-bodalska, Antoni Mituś, Bartosz Klebański, Ewa Kleszcz, Jakub Biegański, Jerzy Górniak, Joanna Chodorowska
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