And she was shown the way…
Thrown in the sacred Entity Flowing knowledge engulfing her body Immersed in this rich source The source of a pure Mind
Against her will, but still running deep No breathing, panic, denial…!
In this ordeal only a chosen survives Ripping through the void, she emerges
Acceptation Submitted to her fatality No fight against the current She shall ride along And make something of it
Liberation Freed of her known roots The weight of her existence departed Bricks no more, waves are her walls Foundations dissolved in waterish persistence
And she is foreseeing…
Cleansed spirit, she is the one Flowing through her veins The true power to reveal what will be… Thousands of pure spirits Drowned in oceans of tears Depleted without resistance
Silence thorn by desperate cry Begging glances without hearts to empathize
With a Phoenix’s feather her quill The tears will be her ink
A drop of light, but a sea of nothingness Thousands of pure spirits Drowned in oceans of tears Depleted without resistance
Her greatest fear was to feel what she feels now An orgasmic fascination To serve, annihilate and give her life away Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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