Lords of winds bring the dark clouds over the skies
in the evening of our kind existence
there´s the fear, the passion, death in your eep brown eyes
and naked body´s trembling in desire but in pain.
While the storm rages on, your lips are longing for mine
our dirty sweaty skins and wounds, entangled bodies.
Kiss me, it´s the last time berove the night (will fall eternally
kiss me, make my body burning insane
burn me, there´s nothing else makes the sense but you and me
burn me, and wind will take our souls away.
desire
extinction
I feel your breath, your teeh and poisoned rain
is burning deep inside of you - new death is borning
Kiss me. It´s the last time before the night (will) fall eternally
kiss me. Make my body burning insane
burn me. There´s nothing else makes the sense but you and me
burn me. And wind will take our souls away
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