CRUSHED SOUL
Soft as the whispers of darkness
Her orbs displayed her inner soul
Not quite a frail being, locked up in the citadel of sufferings
And where pains were her daily bread
Life on Earth is a confusion
Happiness is...
Her orbs displayed her inner soul
Not quite a frail being, locked up in the citadel of sufferings
And where pains were her daily bread
Life on Earth is a confusion
Happiness is...