Datura
I open my mouth for a silent scream
Isn’t not enough for my shrift?
Or how could I express my feelings?
I know all of it sounds like boolshit
Trance is my permanent state
Masquerade is heard safeness
Dance breaks all fakes
Smell of datura enswathes
Electronic trance blows my mind
Liquid is my definition of time
Enswathe up
Phrases burn out
And wild energy bursts up
A kaleidoscope of emotions
Masquerade is a chance to be goddess
Smoke are enveloping
Moans of satisfy sound in your little world
Allow to enjoy
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