Sitting on that bench In the garden of ice Dissolving blank feelings In the talk with the devil
Hidden by trees Undressed unleashed Risk more than death A gash to escape
Fall in Park on a dead land Dark hand
The castle watched the smiles Ephemeral but intense Everyday going there To face gods with no care
Fall in Park on a dead land Dark hand
Fear and chaos Poetry and instinct Sliding losing senses
Exploring Stranger ways Losing sliding out of the landTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.