Strommoussheld

D.E.C.E.P.T.I.O.N
angels are crying in a picturesque quarantine this abandoned paradise is now in a cold sweet sleep welcome to this dirty land where hope is under the anxiety's fog calmness is included in a perverse spirit mineral curse - without uniforms D.espair was barn in the E.xtravagant being which was C.losed and inactive. E.very man is a performer in a P.antomime T.ormenting fusion I.am reserved to penetrate these plains O.f infinity and eternity. I want to be N.on-existant the forms the shapes, the colours and I the rules, the plans are stereothypes the sounds, the scars, the strarts and the ends this is deception... the forms the shapes, the colours and I Letras de cancionesthe rules, the plans are stereothypes the dreams, the dramas, imagine and cry this is deception... glasses full of angels' lies play this sad melody growing chaos, silhouette of coming... deception the forms the shapes, the colours and I the rules, the plans are stereothypes the sounds, the scars, the strarts and the ends this is deception... the forms the shapes, the colours and I the rules, the plans are stereothypes the dreams, the dramas, imagine and cry this is deception... This has never been my world never... From Letras Mania