Текст песни
Behind the scene
Among the sleep
It Hides
The burning sin
Cant take the hint
Of sense
The Vengeful spirit
Throws the brush
Again
In the mirror
I can see it clear
And i wish you to leave.
To leave....
Behind my face
Among my thoughts
It roams
Intrusive things
Of most intriguing forms
Control is all
That keeps this box in safe
This box is skull
And all that’s left is faith
Yet still you would not leave..
Leave..
