Agaurez
Obscure Shades
Monumental pleasure, undesirable wickedness Complacency suffocates me, like all moral principles questions without interrogations, answers without sense Pages to be turned, coldness to be embraced... Before to throw me out My graceful ghost, bliss me You graceful face, fixed in my mind Indirect suffering, gloomy eyes Before to throw me knell down My graceful ghost, haunt me Forbidden fruits, of a secret garden I've been feeding of them Supreme suffering Foolish reality, of bleeding fists Before to throw me knell down My graceful ghost, kill me Silky skin pale enchantress Asymmetric shades filthy promises In the eyes of fear, I lay ... alone...
From Letras Mania