Edgar Allan Poets piosenki

I'm sick of feeling All this empty space around Echoes of a gentle memory Make no sound A merciless wind is knocking At my door As a fetus I lay naked On the floor All her black feathers are falling No more time to follow Think of all my sorrow Tak...

We are living inside a lie The untruth is flaming our eyes Behind all there’s a crytptic code Face it 123.10.123.101 if you are feeling like rain alone don’t give up there’ll be a storm and this fake sun will disappear see this 123.10.123.101 find a...