When darkness exists
There is a dark room I know
in which I keep finding myself
with walls smeared with all dark
I never know the time or hour
I just find myself falling deep
I've felt it, maybe you've felt it too
everything jeopardizing your will and intentions
the descending of power,
the scratches, as you fall down the path
with new...
in which I keep finding myself
with walls smeared with all dark
I never know the time or hour
I just find myself falling deep
I've felt it, maybe you've felt it too
everything jeopardizing your will and intentions
the descending of power,
the scratches, as you fall down the path
with new...