Machiavel Black Snow
Short is life, to break our days, we make mistakes, the
dream is over!
So bright is the truth, we won't lose, over and over
Black snow's falling, like a veil on earth
The real thrill, of their lies feed wars anyway , the
world is blind
I feel it so fragile, when September winds, blows my mind
Cold nights are on the way, to take away all each other
All the fears are there to show that the devils grow with
one another
The real thrill of their lies feed wars anyway, the world
is blind
I feel it so fragile, when September winds, blow my mind
Black snow's falling, like a veil on me
The real thrill of their lies feed my innocence, the
world is blind
I feel it so fragile, when September winds, blows my mind
The real thrill of their lies feed my innocence, is the
world just blind?
