
Date of issue: 02.11.2014
Song language: English
Asylum |
Among the secular trees |
Two circular gems are staring at me |
It could crawl at my feet |
There’s no guilt to feel 'cause I fed them well |
On the same path everyday |
An indian wizard turns me away |
I could stab easily |
The more I want the less I can hit |
Look around, you’re the one out of town |
It looks like a dream |
Dreams are made to make them real |
Too late to turn around |
I cross fearlessly the Phlegethon |
Compare to your fire it seems so cold |
And I could die at your feet |
There’s no guilt to feel since you’ve fed me well |
Look around, you’re the one out of town |
It looks like a dream |
Dreams are made to make them real |
Too late to turn around |
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