Again it bounces back from the innocent eyes as toxic as gratification turns to hatred in everlasting, undying hope
Come and see the storms in horizon as a rain pours on my eyes
The pieces of glass burn inside my skin as the glass are just a lies from the past
Like the timeless in the hearts of two frail as lips lie the aching echoes of honesty and the universe bathes in its own cruelty
Until the Ghosts
The fortress made of feathers silently shattering down as lightly as the wind carries them in these hands same time it hurts in the necks of two as the home exist no moreTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
