[Music and lyrics by Marco Kehren/DEINONYCHUS]
Like a thorn defending a rose,it penertated my vein.Welcoming the
pleasuredome
and everlasting beauty. Like children analysing a picture book, and so do I. The
footsteps printed in blue grass, are
different today. Whilst you have changed in
the way you look at me. The view through an empty bottle makes sense. Time
stands
still, even life does. The painting on the wall lives it's own life. As
the night seems to be everlasting, so do I. Born from a new
and unknown womb, it
has coloured my life. The landscape on the painting moves, and I didn't ask for
it. Please don't make it
stop, I hope this will never change.