sometimes disaster is just what it takes to open up your sleepy eyes go outside when moring breaks
speaking of chariots words swinging low shadows flowing from your brush lingering, never changing
minister of fate declares that you're remiss upon the lips of hate he gives a callous kiss
Étiennne your silhouettes, promises that turned into lies I can't see you Étiennne so many eyes looking at you, stumbling through blackened woods
cold-hearted ecstasy mistaken for love bitter death has left behind a treasure in my mind
I can't see you Étiennne so many eyes looking at you, stumbling through blackened woods
can you hear me now in your oblivion? may I sit with you? maybe you'll teach me a thing or two
minister of fate declares that you're remiss upon the lips of hate he gives a callous kiss psychic whisper speak within revealing far too much a battle that you can not win a face you can not touch
Étiennne your silhouettes, promises that turned into lies I can't see you Étiennne so many eyes looking at you, stumbling through blackened woodsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
