duminică, 15 aprilie 2012

''turn around...don't say a word
no time for little spoke ......
bend your head...remain still
cuz dark  come ...evil !!!
hunt human like... night the day
he is hunter....... don't get away
it was the dream that tear my mind
stripped flesh from my self ..i felt danger love and scared in veins
was dead breath unborn... evil from the night that living in my soul''