Zum Inhalt der Seite



Blurry Wings

Autor:  Yamiku
It's more than just an impression
Every cell of my body can feel it
These burning hands on my neck
Can't breathe

Choked destiny
Holy desire
Whenever white blurs to black deep screams awake
Little red dots in the air
Choked destiny
Forbidden relation
Better not touch

Damned to follow the foodsteps or able to make new
Choices blur as they appear
We're now, we're here
Our self blurs as it appears

The mirrow is only able to reflect not to show
Fly away, blast the chains
Try to catch one of those feathers only to disappear

Choked destiny
Holy desire
Whenever white blurs to black I close my eyes
Little red dots on my fingres
Choked destiny
Forbidden self
Just try to escape

Deep dark wood soaked in whispers
Try to catch me if you can
Only waiting to scream and bring you silence
Silence given by fate


Zum Weblog