Your pride will not resist a change Grey iris The sweetest lovers night goes by Over the unseen stream I run
You`re calling me so far in You`re haunting me a scattered victory A sound that descends shattered by your breath My shade lies dead frozen time In intervals of time I weather for a while Caged in a stone
Tormented stillness you`re holding me It`s too late for understanding
Rain child far gone scars of age Angel is whispering singing songs Not for me…