Wake me up inside it feels so warm... Enter in my room I am here alone... If you enter here right now you will feed my needs... Will the smoke above my head turn into your dreams ?
We're marching to the orphanage What U see is our course The guilt of generations Now the hours passing through
When passion is cruel awake my soul I'm lost between the seeds of ancient dawn It's my willing to show the shinny star Guilt above you all this is your warTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
