Wade through the mud On this misty winter dawn With the future only thoughts away Ecstasy uncontained At the sight of her sweet silhouette Bathed in the humid morning mist Alone The cold breeze flows softly Over her naked body... I Plunge into her Flesh Dark the emanations Of her stream towards relief My spine chills with passion Doubt is a sickness That spares the spirit But relentlessly devours the soul Delivered of all my fears I shall doubt no more And be who I am! Forever out of sight...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
