backwoods of my dream I'm strolling deeper in something's nearing close still I'm feeling secure cathedral of trees crowns the shade of deepest green in this dome is your home edge of winter eve soul...
Ambience oppresses The tiredness of mind Closing eyes in depthness Of feel The sun god wakes me gently Sent his golden descendants The play with rays on my face They heal I'm praying on my knees For...
not for me the norms to keep away from what I need not for me to stay away and await like for resurrection crawl through the flames crawl through the flames crawl through the flames like I'd turn back...