Mortality is my weakness in me, incured losses are taking away the vanishing hope you had placed, just to see how much i could take. Never thought it was time running, but time ran away and now is missing, how can i kill my sin of you and me, hide what i adore and hate silently. Now you mean nothing in my songs, you're cavity in my dead rhymes, just to release my anger that's growing and see pieces of glass resemble my bleeding. It burns,it aches,i'm falling further more than when i've been chasing the grave before... A century of age to heal my hate immortal loving that sealed my fate.
Ti kaneis? Ola kala? Ante den tha anebaseis kamia kalokairini empneusi?? :P
Ti kaneis? Pou xathikes? :)
;)