Letra de Astrid
get with it, gotta get with it

bear with it, gotta bear with it



reach into my hungry soul

weaning on my lost desires

screening of the sharpened ghost

playing out to death's attire



steering out of darker waters

supported by some serenade

a whiff of your attractive visions

deliverance of controversies

demagnetise this horror act

and bite the lip of separation

desensitise this pregnant heart

slap away the feeling hand



living on borrowed oxygen

breathing is to seek out blood

planting bubbles in my veins

infiltrate the silent walls