In the empty room The stifling air daub closed inside four walls. Liein on my bed I can see the stains Over dirty floor The passion of creating heaven In the middle of the rotten swamp.
I just dont want to know when I kill my feelings The night comes from behind the sun And embracin my world Then the shadows die.
Prayin for the silence I have to find the way to run way from here Run to the shelter Line of the end So far as dream bout you Hung up like the rainbow Between the realitynpast.
I just dont want to know when I kill my feelings The night comes from behind the sun And embracin my world Then the shadows die.