A ravage delusion in the spree
Unforgettable emptiness under the sky of this endless landscape
Deeper marooned hope for a solitary bond
Memory of a few passing laughs which are in the run
The sun has set itself to stop in time
And the trees are rhyming with the wind
Only a few cry ahead,I found the lake
Aesthetic natural erotica for me to take
This moment shall not see an end
Childhood nostalgia makes a comeback
Non visual rendition of a coma is keeping me into the track
And a few momentary intimacy which are going to break
We will not be together forever my friend
But this landscape will call my name...
Unforgettable emptiness under the sky of this endless landscape
Deeper marooned hope for a solitary bond
Memory of a few passing laughs which are in the run
The sun has set itself to stop in time
And the trees are rhyming with the wind
Only a few cry ahead,I found the lake
Aesthetic natural erotica for me to take
This moment shall not see an end
Childhood nostalgia makes a comeback
Non visual rendition of a coma is keeping me into the track
And a few momentary intimacy which are going to break
We will not be together forever my friend
But this landscape will call my name...
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