Vera
Dance In Crossfire
the rain pours down, bounching off my coat
and the bullets fly all around me
finally I feel no anxiety
for where I've been you don't need skin
is there no one, no where who see's as I?
I feel as pure as the mountain rivers
I feel as clear as the star filled sky
I feel as sheer as the growth of the gras
I feel free in this fog filled cemetery
From Letras Mania