IRC-Galleria

"A ghost in my vains"

She always follows my tracks
She`s both the beaty and the beast
I see her light as she flows over me
Then she leavs me without trace
Shes both the filth and the grace
I crawl on my knees in pain to one more time feal her embrace

She, took my soul
She, made me love her
Everything she says is a lie
but without her i just want to die

Like the sun she makes me smile
Like a course she made me stay
She makes me both laugh and cry
Her abscence made me fall down n pray
In bloodred coulours I`ll fade away

She, digged a grave for me
She. told truths covered with lies
This morning I wrote goobye on the wall
She only came to make me fall