lost in the chaos of world like a strange demon we kill with our looks

giving exstasy to a false widow we playon weak strings of life

I'd like to travel to the times to the times of flourishing craft walk through the night in the dark woods

and shout ghosts

of darkness

lost...

lost in the chaos of world like a strange demon we kill with our looks

I am a sad wanderer

a lonely visions of dreams

I am a sad wanderer someone even stole my hate

hate!!!

and what was before

will remain as a sweet mistery anyway...