and and i am not lost by fading through you
like a dangerous mind playing with words,
petrified and hopeless i want it to be true
with an ephemeral force for a few seconds
to spread my wings
Wistfully
We haven\'t loved each other...on the shrine\'s hay,
mortal and mad godess,
we were preparing uour pagan ritual
to the final burning togheter.
We haven\'t loved each other... the
