Versuri Aseidad - Praise of a blind child
I spit in my hands
into a void regret
arms of sorrow torns
in pleasure disconform.
Trought your eyes
sweetness decantation
the secrets that I know
the time it-s take corrodes.
I-ll describe my pain
you don-t stay in my thougts
fascination
among these tears
find my blind eyes.
Praise of a blind child
praise of a dying flame
I wïll feel forever
your sweet taste.
Versuri : Aseidad - Praise of a blind child uploadate de catre foca.
