IRC-Galleria

Tää on tarina tytöstä, johon mä en valitettavasti kerennyt tutustumaan kunnolla.. Ehkä vähän surullinen tarina, jonka kirjoitin viime yönä.. Yritin tehä lyriikka muotoon, mut en tiiä onnistuko.. sit tuo pitkä osuus ois kertsi, joka toistuis varmaan enne viimosta säkeistöö..

The Religion Is Burning


Used to believe in her wishes
Big pieces, freedom and kisses
She knew what to want
As well as how to hunt

In dark night of October
Weird sound was hunting her
DidnÂ’t know which way to turn
and there wasnÂ’t any return

The religion is burning
Through your eyes
Follow the wise
The religion is burning
In your mind and soul
It ainÂ’t your fault
But itÂ’s absolutely hurting
before your fall
Someone is trying to call
As youÂ’re crawling
On your phone
that is still ringing
And you know
Everything is gone
when religion is burning

Lost her dreams in hell
As she did really fell
There wasnÂ’t anybody
To catch that body

Memorial of perfect heart
Everyone felt apart
Sight of her in a grave
Made them insane