Desolate Ways - Blackness Тексты

The blackness is blaming my acts
pervert what is pure on me
I just can see your eyes stared
they look at nowhere

how could be so cold
in a deep ocean of your soul

the fear is my allied
to understand your mind
lay down on the leaves
you disguised smile

how could be so cold
in a deep ocean of your soul

I can't clean the blood
on my knees in front your grave
I leave off the fear
and come back to normal
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