Lyrics Riddle - CrazY JulieT

Riddle

Riddle
This’s an antidote against my fear
External and inside;
Vaccine against my sucking hero
of moral weakness.
Die!
This spell’s against my fucking curse —
Forever station.
This spell’s against my lovely whore,
Tall of obliteration.
You know there is.
Nothing is changing.
Nothing is rearranging.
This price and there is my riddle —
To find a golden middle.
You know there is no changing.
Nothing is rearranging.
This price and there is my riddle —
To find a golden middle.