Tongues of fire
Vatvh up with shadows
Paintings whirling in a drowse
Are like a passing wind
Here I am
Here I am
Though I shouldn't bee here
I am and
I am and www.inheritance.boo.pl
I am and than I am gone
Oh my god
Does this make sence
Is this real
Or is it my imagination
Comedy is over
Relief
Jamed through my veins
Sadness fades away
When I disappear
Disappear - in illusion
My soul
My mind
My soul and mind
Pass into silence
I leave not to return
Oh my god!
Oh my god!
Is this how it ends?
Oh my god!
Oh my god!
Comedy is over
