Ashent

Fallen Angel
I see your brilliant and intense eyesThe last trace of your presenceI listen to your slow and regular breathThe shadow of that proud and worthy voiceNow clench my hand, listen to my heartbeatTry to cradle yourself in the warmth of my embraceYour new residence and together we will dreamIs this the price my friendThat we will pay for what will be?Embryonic conscienceIn the chaotic harmonyOf a sneeze of Universe, of a sneeze of UniverseFallen AngelAnd together we will dreamWhere one voice without this painWhere far from the nightYou have won your strifeYou have won your strifeIs this the price my friendThat we will pay for what will be?Embryonic conscienceIn the chaotic harmonyOf a sneeze of Universe, of a sneeze of Universe From Letras Mania