Urban Tales In Purity
I hold myself,
Flowing into you,
I'm letting go…
I crush myself,
Flowing into you,
All dreams are gone…
I'll let it cry;
I'll let it fade;
With this sound in you;
I'll let it go…
I'll let it cry;
I'll let fade;
With this pain in you,
All dreams are gone.
I layed and died ...
With this rope in you;
The dream is gone…
I hold myself;
With this pain in you,
I`m letting it go…
I'll let it cry;
I'll let it fade;
All music's gone.
I'll let it go…
I'll let it cry;
I'll let fade;
With this pain in you,
All music's gone.
"I'll never loose myself…
I hate my; I hate my soul…"