Your second sight can show my light
Sweet are the days, intoxication Crow-black, the nights caging my mind
Into the rock through walls of red dreams Into the rock to find the cream Into the rock through walls of red dreams Pictured life from yesterday
Deep down inside a stream of light
Sweet are the days, intoxication Crow-black, the nights caging my mind
Into the rock through walls of red dreams Into the rock to find the cream Into the rock through walls of red dreams Pictured life from yesterday
Pictured life, pictured life Pictured life from yesterday