In the shadow of the moon,
She danced in the starlight
Whispering a haunting tune
To the night...
Velvet skirts spun 'round and 'round
Fire in her stare
In the woods without a sound
No one cared...
Through the darkened fields entranced,
Music made her poor heart dance,
Thinking of a lost romance...
Long ago...
Feeling lonely, feeling sad,
She cried in the moonlight.
Driven by a world gone mad
She took flight...
"Feel no sorrow, feel no pain,
Feel no hurt, there's nothing gained...
Only love will then remain,"
She would say.
Shadow of the Moon...
Shadow of the Moon...
Somewhere just beyond the mist
Spirits were seen flying
As the lightning led her way
Through the dark...
Shadow of the Moon...
ir dar ... apie silke negalvojau, nes tai kazkoks siuolaikinis erotinis simbolis. cia is gedos pries Jezu taip susilaikiau... ir pasakiau sau, tu gerai, gerai cia su tuo pagundai atsispyrei. ir slove ir garbe lydes tada jei nesuklydai
Bet čia nėra tamstos privati erdvė. Su vidiniais demonais kovokite sau, o ne užkrėtinėkite jais ir visą music'o bendruomenę. Ir tamsta nustokite švaistytis su "Nobodys fault but mine" – už visus savo veiksmus atsakingas esate pats
1.nemiegu naktimis. 2.perkraudineju puslapi kaip paturbintas ziuredamas kiekviena smulkmena 3.issimisliju kad mane veikia Kaune isikures mistinis sinchrotronas 4.nusiteikes kad visi cia nusiteike pries mane, liezuvauja uz akiu nuolat. Ir taip ne metai ir