malice You drown yourself in a sweetish and dense river. Fuck off everything! And for a moment You miss a true embrace, then You throw yourself back
I?m falling down, Outside from this world that one past time, as the other, I was loved. I am sure that you?re too much for me? I guess? Beware! No one
affair. You can?t rely on them. Don?t sacrifice your vein for those illusions. Some day they burn their king for selling out. Each day for everyone there
When winter comes in my life, Memories locked away, but they are always escaping. Like butterflies without wings, Falling down forever alone, passion?
I feel so crushed, I suffocate Inside my own existence; ?Cause I feel really torn: my head refuses all my signs, Like killers without Valium. They sold
Sitting on my bed I write this song I ever thought, I am sure that words become more strong on pages. Maybe I?m afraid to tell you what you really feel
the wave that makes me blind. Like movies, wonderful girls with coloured bikinis ?burn? the fashion; That?s summer, no more working for two weeks or one
So, have you ever asked why the sins were not six but seven? And when daylight passed through the eyes of my delays. We?re unique as a symphony, we?re
they?ve ever asked before. In this world dominated by dark souls. We believe in every moment in which we breathe. We don?t accept collapses of effects. Burnt out
be there. You?re sinking in illusions. When you?re tired to hit more uppercuts. So, call me for requests. I?ll bring you down the sorrow, Dignity comes back
been made to keep you closed. Every time you are going to fight, a part of your soul will destroy yourself. You?re one of all those prisoners who fell
When winter comes in my life, Memories locked away, but they are always escaping. Like butterflies without wings, Falling down forever alone, passion
innocent malice You drown yourself in a sweetish and dense river. Fuck off everything! And for a moment You miss a true embrace, then You throw yourself back
for the wave that makes me blind. Like movies, wonderful girls with coloured bikinis ?burn? the fashion; That?s summer, no more working for two weeks or one
