There is nothing to stop bleeding Heavier than wounds and yearnings Won't you tell wich are yours desires?
In your dreams I have never been your sin Now I'm dancing in this ache of emptydays
Lost the faith I stroke the pain
This silent madness, just pull me under
ANGELS CRYING AMONG THOSE MEMORIES ANGELS CRYING, CAN'T BEAR ALL SHADES ON ME
Inner voices guide my sickness Tear out your fears and shyness Naked passion is one's desires
I was weak trying to aproach to your lips Now I'm dancing in this ache of empty days
I creep insane by your skin, Dim thought have turned to dust And frightened by shadows