Reflexions of the moon
light on the ... of my skin
I'm in the middle of a troubled wave
and I feel the ... will rise again
The world is a spector
a spector of light
and I'm waiting here
in the void
Night is creaping quickly into my head
White pushing the terror...
light on the ... of my skin
I'm in the middle of a troubled wave
and I feel the ... will rise again
The world is a spector
a spector of light
and I'm waiting here
in the void
Night is creaping quickly into my head
White pushing the terror...