VeRMiLioN - ÐeiHaÐaRRaK † ßLØG †

martes, 25 de abril de 2006

Jesus seems dressed in all the rings of past fatalaties so fradgile yet so devious she continues to see it climatic hands that press her temples in my chest enter the night that she came home forever Oh (she's the only one that makes me soar) She is everytihng and more the solemn hypnotic my doll you're bathed in posession she is home to me I get neverous, perversed when i see her to worse but the stress is astounding it's now or never she's coming home forever Oh (she's the only one that makes me soar) Hard to say waht caught my attention vixen crazy, athen attraction call my name in my face, to recognize such a fair amount called, to terrorize I won't let this build up inside of me i won't let this build up inside of me i won't let this build up inside of me i won't let this build up inside of me (yeah!) I'm a slave, and i am a master no restraints and, unchecked collectors i exist throught my name, to self ablige there is something in me, the darkness finds I won't let this build up inside of me i won't let this build up inside of me i won't let this build up inside of me i won't let this build up inside of me I won't let this build up inside of me i won't let this build up inside of me i won't let this build up inside of me i won't let this build up inside of me She isn't real! i can't make her real! she isn't real! i can't make her real! (she isn't real, i can't make her real) (she isn't real, i can't make her real)