Little Compounds Of Rhapsody
Philharmonic candle Symphonic handle I try just to listen the sound of a fire I taste it like desire Black violin candle Dark drums handle I try just to listen It's my time here I taste it like fear How to control this love, scratching like a clove I have nothing to solve My love keep my fire and do not involve Just a moon speaks in my lonely pen I adore with no then... I will not regret, what I want to get Organ in candle Piano draw a handle It could happen in the night behind a wall when you've got it all Violoncello candle Guitar make it handle It could happen when Everything is small when you've got it all Dark excess Harsh process Morbid obsess Gloomy possess Riot in confess Hatred stress Black repress Prisoner's press Our bad mess No, no less Philharmonic candle Symphonic handle Everything you know just have a need to grow Colder then ever... it flow And if I'm alone it's okay I'm me, I'm god in my day
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автор: Dark
раздел: Лирика -> Лирика на чужд език
публикувана на: 2008-07-11
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