Текст песни Delight - Dajmonion
Delight - Dajmonion слова песни
The scent of rosesEmbraces meAnd the Thorn Bird is singingUnited in sufferingBlood trickles from my woundsThe stigma of my greedThe artificial rose never diesBut I`m ravished by the wild roseIt smells most beautifulWhen it`s dyingMy private HeavenMy private Lake of TearsMy private TempleOf Crystal IceAt the Edge Of SanityI`ve built the Castle Of SandTrying to hideIn depth of soulI shred of mortalityIs unavailingFear will find itBitter rain falls downFrom the clouds of my eyesI`ve found purpose in lifeTo be always in motionThe rose my witherBut you cannot keep its smellPlease put one red wild rose on my grave...[written by P.Maslanka]