A sleeping shinning beauty Your hair rounding the sores I left And the innocence you ruined by my hands
See through the horizon And you'll be lying beneath the sun Ablazing the grudge you laid on me
Don't forget that feelings are the codes That will take you sleep under my blood
Mourns have no space here Tears are turning into blood Sculpting passion codes that wrap us in true "love" Not in this world's mirror
While you're searching for a breath of no-guilt air Out of your unauthenticity funny game In my game of being God Looking over the jail you call a world
I'm now rejoicing, destroying and crushing you... Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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