Old desires, no sense for truth She forgot everything has a root One more word till the rollercoaster start You will find thousand ways to live without me..dead rose..and my torns..will bleed you now
She brings me storms Without me, Pain is her last resort Love, rise and fall Without me, Pain is her last resort
Like a sharpen knife on your skin My last touch brings you an inner feed If I would ever bring you down You wouldn´t find a god named the Sun
She brings me storms Without me, Pain is her last resort Love, rise and fall Without me, Pain is her last resort
She brings me storms Without me, Pain is her last resort Love, rise and fall Without me, Pain is her last resort
When the freedom of speech falls And the trust is remorse The cult of the “Non” rises When the priest becomes dust And the rose falling down Pain is her last resort
She brings me storms Without me, Pain is her last resort Love, rise and fall Without me, Pain is her last resortTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
