Stilouri si ganduri

There once was a man whose hands were old and his hair was gray And this man used to make dolls for children, made from clay He served all his life to the gods of mercy and love Until he went mad and he threw all his dolls on the stove There once was a woman with red hair and clear,blue eyes She was a High Priestess and she fed the people with lies Being worshipped was her biggest desire Until the people found out and they fed her to the fire There once was an innocent child who lived in a beautiful wood His family was poor and he used to sing for food He lived up until ten but he soon tasted death He took his mother with him because of the tears she has shed There once was a queen with a great love for life She used to dance with her people and sing and end any strife She used to sing and laugh and live for the light Until she raised to the gods in one cold,winter night There once was a girl in search of her soul In search of something that would make her feel whole ...

Ce repede trece timpul... Ce repede trece timpul atunci cand iti acoperi ochii cu mainile Cand,trecand pe langa ziua de ieri iti redescoperi cicatricile Pe care le-ai capatat cand strangeai nisipul Regretelor tale Ce repede luna se-asterne... Ce repede luna se-asterne acoperindu-ti mintea Rasucindu-ti privirea in interior, te regasesti pe tine In umbra rece a omului care mintea Te ridici si te-neci in simtire. Cat de repede incep eu sa dispar... Viitorul meu mi-e trecut iar trecutul imi este prezent Sunt un corp prins intr-un alt corp absent Si incerc sa -mi fac loc printre gratii si foc si durere Intinzandu-mi mainile la ceea ce sufletu`-mi cere. Ce repede trece timpul, Ce repede luna se-asterne Ce repede incep eu sa dispar In visele mele eterne!