2018.04.16.
The Winds
(as i recognise her, this)(which stands in front of me)
(and let me thank you)
(oh how much madam)
(it is simply enough to watch in the back of my eyes)
(basically anything, to see if there was still little fire)
(the flame certainly changes, more beautiful and more blue)
(it is even sometimes green, if you look more)
(i made some pumps without muscle veins)
(and all the stories that i tell, away from her still)
(nothing but clouds)
(i'm happy with that)
(i played the child, unwise)
(do you remember it, madam)
(oh i made pumps without muscle viens)
(and all the stories that i tell, away from her still)
(but in front, look out, facing the avenging winds)
(and manage to keep the temperature of my hate)
(i can't be beautiful like a Leon cameo)
(i have a ready soul, that of a dragon)
(without halls or nations)
(but in front, look out, facing the avenging winds)
(and manage to keep the temperature of my hate)
(i can't be beautiful like a Leon cameo)
(i have a ready soul, that of a dragon)
(without halls or nations)