Gf93. OSR. 25 Times Fire Devastates. Zeneszám

Once again the wind is freezing me
the darkest spark is a dream
the black enbraces the land
and all the things are going to be left behind

the shadows are fading away,
the senses are wrapped in drapes,
my fury is burning, is turning , neverending day and graceful end...
the senses are burning and turning, neverending day and graceful end,
the senses are burning and turning...neverending day with no graceful hand.

I can control my feelings I can believe...I can control my feelings, I am Slave of myself.
I can't complain my dreams because I can be ME...I can control my feelings I am Slave of myself.

There's no way to chance his thoughts, man, he's wicked man, he's a crazy friend, he doesn't know who I am, the dead and the past...The last one day left I remember I graceful end, there was the pride, he doesn't drive, but he walks for hours under the rain, he is the man,
he is my man.
the shadows are fading away,
the senses are wrapped in drapes,
my fury is burning, is turning , neverending day and graceful end...
the senses are burning and turning, neverending day and graceful end,
the senses are burning and turning...neverending day with no graceful hand.

I can control my feelings I can believe...I can control my feelings, I am Slave of myself.
I can't complain my dreams because I can be ME...I can control my feelings I am Slave of myself.

Why don't you see? I am easily fading Why don't you see? I am easily creeping
Why don't you see? I am easily fading Why don't you see? I am easily creeping

I can control my feelings I can believe...I can control my feelings, I am Slave of myself.
I can't complain my dreams because I can be ME...I can control my feelings I am Slave of myself.