Pollination
Eduardo Figueiras
And what Will i get?If this
Burden...
Melancholic bird doesn't stop flying over
I love to see how questioning I grew
How I love the decay in me.
The rose died
The rose died
The rose died
The rose died
The rose died
Perturbation follows me even in the darkest place
Energy consumption flows me evil and how do i progress
If i admire decadence
Being my own aim
Projecting the shadow
I port over other egos
Lack of emotion
Carries me out this planar chaos
Turning my roots black
Now that i am naked
Trapped in a cycle my commitment has reached its end
Now that the rose has finally died