IRC-Galleria

Virgin snow slowly passionates
lonely winterheart fleing reality
In his mansion everything seems alright
but one wish to fulfill his night

So distant you've become
that it's filling the end (the great silence won't bend)

Just turn off the lights
It's easier being in the dark
than where the hidden truth lies
Would you open your eyes?
For this war my lonely soul dies
In this war your truths has turned into a lies

Every note only highlights
Lovely masterpiece being reality
In this fragment everything seems alright
..Sometimes those dreams may come true

So distant you've become
So distant you've become

Just turn off the lights
It's easier being in the dark
than where the hidden truth lies
Would you open your eyes?
For this war my lonely soul dies
In this war your truths has turned into a lies

Even with my passion
I can't write these lines
Only stubborn thoughts in my head
led by a strong squad of unfinished sentences

You left me hanging on the moment
In Endless ocean, sailing to the shore
That's when I met the bird of torment..
"And the bird said "forevermore""