nightmare brightly colored ...
the illusion created by the fate of melts on contact cn Lake of the truth ...
cn melts and mixes the water pure soul ...
ke hours I can say I opened Okki ke was a pleasant illusion ...
ke hours I opened Okki I can hear the sweet sound of the real ...
thanks x have indulged my madness ...
making me wake up ... thanks x
but now I know some x ke dimentikerò never muffled the sound of that sweet dream lived in your company, forget the false
No heartbeat and false emotions ...
all creations of my diseased brain to forget the reality ... x
hours I will take this absurd form and become myself ... I
sn weak, petty, cruel .... Shit, oh god
