Gods are changing when people grow,
and loose their faith from
You opened the portal of my secret favourite constellation.
Rest calm
Can you pay the fair?
Open your mouth and spit the
All my life I strived to gain insight to things
In a deserted dirty station.
A passenger is in wait.
He has
Desire manifests with endeavour
A form of spiritual eroticism
Magic is a
Many years ago when none could count the time,
spheres of
Equinox is at hand
The gates are now aligned
Raise the candles
We play a game of cards with the nature of
On the land between the rivers
where lions fly and serpents
Inside the mouth of a massive dormant volcano,
a lens is
Hate me
Help me
Convert my mind
Direct me to your gloom
The halls
So they promised you the stars
The happiness of your distant
(Music : Sotiris/Spiros/Chris, Lyrics : Sotiris)I was sailling in the
You wanted me to be the perfect companion.A trusty pleasant
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