3 acessos
I go down the mosist hole to find my greatest pleasure
surrounded by leaf mold, hearing some screeeches of soul
feel the noise...
feel the noise...
Such a strange and foolish part of me
was it just a dream or more than that?
cold in my skin
could I be there one more time?
I wonder how you read my mind
"Tell me all your stories"
"find me in twilight"
these are the stories that I have craved...
"Tell me all your stories"
"find me in the twilght"
these are the words I've wanted to hear...