Time has passed, the hope is lost
I have swore myself to not walk in labyrinths of night
These ways destroys you, destroys from inside.
You feeling, how blood ceases to go.
All yours glamour
It never was for me.
All yours glamour
It never was for me.
All your material love never was for me.
But nobody can change me because I live for myself
But to speak about sacred when my heart hides so much many sins (painfully)
I don’t speak about sacred, I don’t speak about devil - I speak about fatal
All yours glamour
It never was for me.
All your material love never was for me.
But nobody can change me because I live for myself (yes!)
I observe how you go astray. Trade in the souls for money.
Sins
© Copyright: Ирина Евсеенко, 2006
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It sounds like a confession I guess
With best regards,
Curtis
Кертис Эйлес 12.07.2006 19:02 • Заявить о нарушении
With best regards,
Curtis
Кертис Эйлес 12.07.2006 19:02 • Заявить о нарушении