лантанский бес
How are we on a scale of one to ten?
Come on, come on
Put your hands into the fire.
Explain, explain
As I turn and meet the power?
This time, this time
Turning white and sense dire.
Pull up, pull up
From one extreme to another.

Now I'm alone I'm looking out , I'm looking in
Way down, the lights are dimmer.

@музыка: Thirteen Senses - Into The Fire

@темы: Feeding the wolves, the taste of blood is bitter, теория шисуйских струн