4 acessos
I am the storm
My voice is the river
Take from me I fade into you
These eyes see more than window dressings
And stoic virtue of mannequins
Somewhere beyond the world of single dimension
Beyond the façade of the sensual
Where nothing cuts you deeper than your own blade
Fairytale
I am, I am insatiable
I can, I can be anything
I am, I am insatiable
I can, I am my enemy
Seen through these eyes I am predictable,
I am made of stone
Walk the narrow line where nothing cuts you
deeper than your own blade
I am the storm, my voice is the river,
Take from me I fade into you
Fade the corridors, fade the black world into this fairytale
Fade, take to the sky