Fears recede So she cannot kill, there is no doubt Tears of her soul fall at her feet and flowers are sprout
I confess to you: I'm no saint but I'm ready to go forever in search of your shout. And people can so long fucking my brain but they don't understand, just like ants scurrying around.
Believe me, she’s like Goddness show us the way out of web technologies Destiny tightens the slipknot of impress which can weaken only her kiss.
Fears recede So she cannot kill, there is no doubt Tears of her soul fall at her feet and flowers are sprout
Girl with flowers in her hair This is not my dreams It is very real. Take her hand And you'll understand how deeply you can feel... you can feel...
Fears recede So she cannot kill, there is no doubt Tears of her soul fall at her feet and flowers are sprout.