me gusta la letra de este tema It has lost the shape of a man. Pitiful existence. So, where does it wander without purpose. Naked, primal instincts keeps eating others lives, While trampling fragments of the pride it once had. Lonely... lonely... Ive been lookin for your lonely soul Holy... holy... I wanna see you in a holy death The circulation of your cruel fate, This is the time I will come to a sever it The Chaser, The Runaway They are forming compositions of the feelings No one is able to express it in a single phrase You... going away. The more it approaches, touching one another the more something breaks with silent crying God, I ask you, Which is man? Which is phantom? Theres no justice. Theres no glory in such a fight. God, tell me now, Who is mad? Who is conscious now? Everything falls in the blue dark. Shes caught in an ominous past with his existence the flame of impatience burns in her mind Firmly stepping through the wilderness shes becoming exhausted. She strains her voice calling out the target ahead. Lonely... lonely... Ive been lookin for your lonely soul Holy... holy... I wanna see you in a holy light When the invisible prayer calls, The miracle, the end will come at last. The Chaser, The Runaway They are forming compositions of the feelings Fist... Only the fist will solve it in the loop of calamity You... going away. The more it approaches, touching one another the more something breaks with silent crying crying. youtube/watch?v=lGnsNgWK4H8
Posted on: Sat, 18 Oct 2014 16:40:00 +0000
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