Tengo que partir. Tengo que escaparme de ti. Tengo que olvidar. Y de nuevo comenzar. Porque tu amor es el blanco. Tu amor es el fuego que me esta quemando.
Far-away echos accompany the dim lights of torches. Old and mighty trees twine along the holy way of an ancient procession. Simple but obscure songs are murmured in the deep arboreal temple.
In the whirls of time,. turning their eyes. toward the shadowy monumental. symbols of the past,. following the lines up to the places,. where power and mystery reign.
The fresh humidity of the green moss wets my skin,. my body laying down, as it suits to who adores a god,. over the sacred stones of the Cromlec'h.. Our bodies clinging each other,.
Beyond the valley of the silence. along the paths of ancient knowledge. led from the dense odours of the wind.. You will find yourself in the holy wood.
And you hurt me inside. Knowing and killing my pride. Trying to take control. Changing my path. I fear the passion. . I'm falling supporting in a dream.
Shadows of beauty here in the sin of love. I close my eyes and breath. Passion for life. One voice, one body learns to love. A simple thought for life is enough,.
dreams of knowledge. for something new,. while all noises are. that of invitation.. the vision of. achievemnet blinds. the vision of morality,. science passed off as emotion.
Show me the stairway I have to climb. Lord, for my sake. Teach me to take on day at a time. Wash it away. It's too much for on soul to take. Yeah, I think you're sucked down to far into this.
While you all. Were forced to see:. Unless you're pol pot you ain't no ace of spades. . I was down by the lake,. Across the meadows to the east. I contemplated how long it would take until tide.
Who wants to fly ought to know how to fall. - it's not hard at all but don't start from too high.. We see the truth so it's hard not to lie.. I want to know why you can't take my call.
Consider creating an altered dimension. Grasping the greatness of synthetic space. Cursed by collective conclusions in tension. Holy assassins leave no moral trace.
Exitsense, wanna-be, try another frequency.. Imitate chance and fate, yes we will investigate.. Just to whistle in the dark.. The future is a drowning shark..
Let's get in the ring. It's time for the match to begin. Are you ready?. So let's start the fight. It's time to get in the spotlight. And spill blood.
I can remember a lot of moments with you. Talking and talking again. Dreaming on music. Becoming famous, playing with our idols. Joking about Nicolas car.
it's an endless repetition- the better half dismisses. itself and isolates us both...it's an endless repetition. where the shadow goes it's hard to follow. when.