: Ok. Si nada es nada, nada vamos a perder. Y al mirar atras, todo sera un sueno. Ok. Si no soy nadie, no habra que interprear jamas. Y al mirar atras
tu voz no se escucha si muevo las piernas para despertar. Buscando el mareo, como un cuadro que mirar. Sos sirena de noche, andas entre las algas, yo te pongo un acuario
Ya tu voz no se escucha si muevo las piernas para despertar. Buscando el mareo, como un cuadro que mirar. Sos sirena de noche, andas entre las algas, yo te pongo un acuario
: Just another day sitting by the river as February fades. I was fishing for my dinner when something caught my eye in my peripheral vision. Have I lost
: When the moon is in the Seventh House and Jupiter aligns with Mars the peace will guide the planets and love will steer the stars This is the
: Pandora, Pandora's aquarium? She dives for shells with her nautical nuns. And thoughts you thought you'd never tell. Pandora, Pandora's aquarium? She
: Tantas emociones sin vivir. Tanto desamor, aciui no entro nunca el sol. Cu ntas ilusiones intimas sin compensaciones. Corazon como te pones. Pase
: Going through the motions. Ending up nowhere at all. Can't see the sun on my wall. Going through emotions. Ending up on a frozen morning with
: I hear your whispers Break the silence And it calms me down Taste on my lips Your salty kisses They say I'm seeking up the danger That one day
: I hear your whispers Break the silence And it calms me down Your taste on my lips Your salty kisses They say I'm seeking up the danger That one day
: Drinking words from a bone catheter Without consistence Tasting dominance as an appetizer Ambitious platters spiced with numbers My thoughts wander
: So much for the wicked bonds strangling inspiration Silent...you retreat into the Temple Desert Urbania and drown... Deep within the mosaic of
: Let us paint your inner vision Drop the curtains and absorb this sonic invasion. Sensorial Theatre of the non-seen, This illusionary moment, our
: [by ChaotH] These are the most gorgeous female vocals you?ll ever hear. Trust me, my opinions are the rightest. [Eastern European character set:] {
: Running in a cage like freak beasts on a stage to acquire the honor of dishonor. Humble idea for Machiavellian seeds to grow their old megalomaniac
: { ... the Storks brought you an angel so Sing goddess, Sing for him. } { " If they could only touch his soul to understand " } { And the Shiver whispers
: Microscopic dust... To exist as I of many eyes Tentacles in our heads wrestling with anonymous segments. Rowing deep into the murk with psychosis
