вторник, юли 26, 2005
Dead to The World
It's not the monsters under your bed
It is the Man next door
That makes you fear, makes you cry,
Makes you cry for the child
All the wars are fought among those lonely men
Unarmed, unscarred
I don't want to die a scarless man
A lonely soul
(Tell me now what to do)
I studied silence to learn the music
I joined the sinful to regain innocence
Heaven queen, carry me
Away from all pain
All the same take me away
We're dead to the world
Dead, silent, constant
Yet always changing
- My favorite view of this world
As he died, he will return to die in me again
Абонамент за:
Коментари за публикацията (Atom)
Няма коментари:
Публикуване на коментар