http://igdrasil.blog.rs/blog/igdrasil See dark mist enclosed in passion, <br />wicked smiles of the rotten crowd, <br />feel your torn soul trapped in, <br />wild patterns. <br />The key is lost in the mud, <br />the mud of the mythic sea, <br />boiling led in my veins, <br />penetrate the heavenly limits, <br />i dont want my skin, blood and bones, <br />think of walls within us, <br />and sledgehammer in ur hands. <br />Crystal breath in a body with a soul, <br />black thorns in my veins, <br />infinity of walking dawns. <br />Our prophet wasnt sure, <br />so he decided to be loved. <br />Warmth and hunger, <br />beneath the trea of life, <br />thick air, the rocks and blood. <br />Theres a wall on the edge of the horizont, <br />and a limitless crack in the middle of it. <br />Eruption of destruction, <br />destruction of the known, <br />feel what u dont know, <br />like a toxic river through comfortable warmth. <br />Now we are part of the unknown, <br />the fuel for abuse. http://igdrasil.blog.rs/blog/igdrasil/generalna/2008/07/29/neke-moje-pesme , 29 2008 18:21:24 +0200 Ukoliko možete da pročitate ovaj članak, uspešno ste se registrovali na Blog.co.yu i možete početi sa blogovanjem. http://igdrasil.blog.rs/blog/igdrasil/generalna/2008/07/29/cestitamo , 29 2008 18:18:35 +0200