Carved In Sand. Remembering the most important thing. you never know what the coming days will bring. I never thought I'd feel this way for anyone. the day you walk away from me I'll come un...
10 letras de Músicas de November Process: Baixar MP3, Significado, etc.
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1. Carved In Sand 2. Decadence Decadence. Taking in the view. filling up your empty eyes. Watching all the dreams. quickly realize. Reaching down within. nothing left at all to say. Watching all the dreams crumbling away. To feel t...3. Deorganized Dreams Deorganized Dreams. In searching for an answer the questions slowly die. The time goes by regardless with expectations high. Remnants of lost feelings will surface in the rain. To neutralize the prese...4. Detachment Detachment. Try to capture the point at which it all goes down. Feeling empty results from letting feelings drown. Try to hold back the tears of dread that flood the earth. Mother hatred is gaining st...5. Infernal Desire Infernal Desire. Give me your flesh. that I might feel. Without the pain. nothing is real. Give me your eyes. that I might see. There's nothing left. inside of me. The innocence is lost. Lost in...6. Mindshadow Mindshadow. It's getting dark inside my mind. the length of shadows tell. a portrait of a safer time. within a frame of hell. Of all the objects in the shape. the colors stay the same. Emotions h...7. Poisoned Species Poisoned Species. Upon the walls of comfort. deception's paint is spread. Within the womb of feelings. a poisoned spieces bred. Intruders from the inside. the takers of control. They structure th...8. Romad Romad. You. You try to retain. Your sense of modern glory. You. You wanted to be. A little more than boring. They. They showed you the way. You had to think to see it. They. They understand you. And h...9. Stability A cross is perched upon the house. statues animate. Lovers look so blue tonight. the flies are coming late. The windows in the hall downstairs. the flowers in the vase. A man stares at the mirror now....10. Voices Voices. Colouring the color of your love. touches me like divine angels from above. Walking on past windows of the purest hate. I see you so beautifully sealed up in fate. Why do I always do this to m...
