Anabasi Road

Here... we are going to lose sensations here... we are burned by your persuasion falling into the windy grave Looking for the region looking for the reason Why... ...it's happened to me? Leaving, lying on the remote leaving, lying on the remote Cryi...

Dense is the light she's crawling on my mouth tasting your skin the glow is flowing on me Red in my eyes I’m falling in your call pleasure in me in front of my senses Alone in the sky I’m trusting inside you enjoy the way I open your slave mind...