onacarom
Member
This night I’ll dance with Devil
Yes I know
I am not an Angel
despite my wings
my wings
I am tired
of smoothing
the darkness
of others
Thisn night
I'll dance with Devil
At the rhythm of terrible Life
full of broken broken bars
His fire
it can`t burn my mud
but i'll transform me
into liquid powder
Dripping through his hands
A wonderful end
for a movie that
I did not write
Dripping through his hands
Yes I know
I am not an Angel
despite my wings
my wings
I am tired
of smoothing
the darkness
of others
Thisn night
I'll dance with Devil
At the rhythm of terrible Life
full of broken broken bars
His fire
it can`t burn my mud
but i'll transform me
into liquid powder
Dripping through his hands
A wonderful end
for a movie that
I did not write
Dripping through his hands