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The Song Of Dreams Then I tried to fly, taking off. Loosing my own skin smell. I saw, fearing no dangers, all my horizons extending and with no traces of noise I closed my legs and both my hands as they touch the clouds, here they turn to feathers. I gave up with speaking, but with my last breath I kept on crying out the reasons of my leaving. I am vegan. I am straight edge. It's my life itself that represents my heart's reasons. I put the most of my treasure against your fortitudes. the lack of those you victimized push my wings higher. I'll dismantle your towers. I'm the Dream Man. I can.

The Song Of Oz Today I am the tin man and I leave with an iron aromur in the quest for Oz. I have the breavness to defend my friend Lion. they say a brain is needed in order to help the straw man. I want to battle, loving, battling. I want to dream laughing and tearing, battling. I want to get free, trying unwondering. I am on the yellow brick road battling I start listening to my heart. I am on the right way and we have found the breavness but plenties of witches, heart and brain, but no sign of Oz. today I know the answer. It's under these eyes. The answer is the right way.

The Song Of Ghosts And Warriors From the confusion of memory. I couldn't extract those ghosts who have been resting under my rest during these years. I've sharpened my coerence over their stoned-heart, forging her against the pillars of the real neo-ghosts. Warrior race, ready to get on for a spark. in circle, listening we're sitting, each one before his own cathdral understood that it's no longer the time for days beaten by timeless hours, we have filled life with our hourglasses. Of a loveless life. I care nothing. Of passion, I could die. Of dying, I fear nothing. mp3