Let me take you down, underneath this false surface
Tonight is
I am praying for the raging flood
I am waiting for
In his arms, locked in that iron grip nothing will
Traces in snow
A red line grows through and leads me
Empty men without regrets
Leaning against each others shoulders
Open spaces fi
Out of a secret longing
They know their way from here
Out
Awoke in a fever, a feeling that's never been here
Where is the rain that purifies and retaliates?
Where is the