swift the move of anguish
the stranger becomes a friend the friend a stranger
the moment of truth nearby counting pebbles of a deserted coincidence
where is the truth if i make you god and let myself follow
follow hollow the time of awakening beautiful expanding grace
Madame vous êtes quelque chose d admiration
possible folie peut être
then the time brakes and envelops the unknown
how great one can be to be great
document passion extinguish fire see the fatal turn before
before it too late and the mess is broken bones broken dreams broken hearts
before the angels forget to wash the temple of desire…
Thank Gaia 