If You Want I Kill The Sun
The destination emptiness
Course to the mind destruction
Hidden pieces of one evidence
Like the secret scheme of leaving
Returning to the halls of yesterday's glory
With a slightest breath of hurt betrayal
Renewing your dreams I'm not sorry
It's too damned good to last forever
Fingers touch but skin's not feeling
Eyes don't see but mind's recieving
Hard to hide explosive motions
Your silent whisper, my false devotion
Midnight zeroes make equal my thoughts
I want to miss it 'til it comes undone
Your eyes are open but the truth still hurts
So listen if you want I can kill the sun
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Анастасия Гурман 23.03.2009 15:33 Заявить о нарушении