From the crown of pagan deity the arias of intimacy flow...
Every day I peep the winged tribe, I steal their plumes, chaste lies...
Dancing on my mistakes I have grown up to the underground, I am striking root trying to understand...
From the crown of pagan deity the arias of intimacy flow...
Every day I peep the winged tribe, I steal their plumes, chaste lies...
Dancing on my mistakes I have grown up to the underground, I am striking root trying to understand...
I am hidding quietly in the corner of the light, I am trying to get rid of unwanted skin I am purifying words but I am filthing thoughts I will never be able to compromise!!!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
