slowly as they reach my soul
with confiding holgrams, why?
someone pull the strings for me
ı am getting weaker
now they're in control

illusion made of glass
inside a screen
they transformate my soul
completely black
my skill to love is gone
ı can not feel
hallucination comes
and makes me breathe

someone paint my dreams in blood
with no compassion, why?
things that ı touch and feel
are now behind the curtain
exit time, please



   le lys dans la vallee   12.08.2008 16:59
reklamı kapat