Life is a box of miseries every time you have hope someone's there to stop it can't get a grip of reality you stay in your little fantasy but soon you will see there's a different life for thee one where it is safe one where you can stay ...
I am that thing that burst out in time of sorrow a pain that bore fruit a pain that never ends from generation to generation until it is ripped thrown out and gone
but I lived but she held me but she kept me then she loved me
Bright like a beautiful flame I try to state my game For it is you I want to everyone else I claim I burn like fire and cry my desire... So what will you say are you to be my white fire or will you just burn up my desire.
She's the diamonds in the night, And I am the canvas of shade, She's the snowflakes falling from the sky, And I am the clouded gray, As her mirrors cast their light, I am without a face, From the egg till stricken blind, I am the white, I...