Sweet little girl. What's on your mind ?. Just live it on the other side. Your own lead old town. Is telling you. It's time to say goodbye. . One falling star in my head.
I never see your crazy face. Smiling, laughing, screaming my name (like that). Suddenly your eyes disappear in the night. I run as fast as I can. . It's strange, it's strange, it's strange.
can somebody open your eyes. will somebody put on the lights. your lids block out the fucking sun. the light of the world is totally gone. . the fire in your burning mind.
mind is a host to a dead man's ghost. i'm trapped in this cell and i can't break the spell. i've burned my fingers- i'm the death that lingers. when i come around death screams resound.
i'm coming to carve my name into you. i'm going to lap up the things that you spew. i plot and plunder and scheme with delight. i'm manifest seduction, such an insight.
Niespokojny rozszumiay ywio. Kae pon, przygasa i tskni. Wrd dni krtych ile nowych klsk nie. Ktre z naga wiatr zowieszczy przywia. Dni si pitrz, wzbieraj i przecz.
pearls before swine. squatting in mud (shitlust). pigs point of view. wallowing in dirt (reflection). . the world is a pigsti. i'm cleansing a (burnout).
i'll give you the plate of your lovely fate. it contains your heart to investigate. love can I crush thy unholy ugly name. now there's only thick blood to scrape.
Instynktownie zaciskam dlonie. Nakazw chlodny wiatr. Gasi we mnie ogien. W trybach maszyny wciaz tkwie. Spetana woli sila. To dobre, a to zle!. Na twarzy pusty grymas mam.
Cienka nicia szyte slowa ust kamiennych oplataja ksztalt. Porzucone gesty. Najpierw ty potem ja. Zmyslw piesnia ogluszony kradniesz cos czego nie chce dac.
(love! bliss! joy! harmony and light!) (x2). . light shines through. i sense a little love. i want to eat you. the flight of a dove. smoke and incense.
Pozadanie sprawia, ze idziesz za mna. Lekkim gestem wolam cie. Nim swit wstanie mj bedziesz. Tyle o tobie wiem.... Zostan ze mna albo snij. O wielkiej milosci.
Prostą drogą łatwiej iść. Moja znów zakręca. Spowolnionym krokiem mijam sny. Dziki gwar, muzyka, dźwięki bez znaczenia. Oblepiają usta, obdzierają z sił.