I use to be afraid of the dreams Afraid as they throlls were The bed was my scaffold
No later light has lightened, up my heaven No second morn has ever shone, for me All my life's bliss from, thy dear life was given, All my life's bliss is, in the grave with thee solidifying
When day turned into night The darkened was my life But upside down it turns Dreams of nights were my friends
Cursed by life, hidden in lies Fading from the air, Beauty now dies Life is giving in My sweet thought of deathTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
