'Twas in another lifetime
One of soil and blood
When blackness was a virtue
And the road was full of mud
I came in from the wilderness
A creature wild in form
Come in, she said, I'll give you
Shelter from the storm
Not a word was spoken between us
There was little risk involved
Everything up to that point
Had been left unresolved
Try imagining a place
Where it's always safe and warm
Come in, she said, I'll give you
Shelter from the storm
The deputy walks on hard nails
And the preacher rides a mount
But nothing really matters very much
It's the doom alone that counts
And the one-eyed undertaker
He blows a futile horn
Come in, she said, I'll give you
Shelter from the storm
Atskirkim faktus nuo vaizduotes. Faktas#1: svetaines atmosfera itempta. Faktas#2: lankosi daugiamete neapykanta man jauciantys zmones. Vaizduote#1: vieni nariai susimoke su kitais. Vaizduote#2: esu sekamas Vaizduote#3: laukiama mano mirties. Kas tiesa
Jei netikrumas yra geriausia ne kaltinti liga, valdzia ar ateivius visokius. Tad Einarai: ar esi pries mane susimokes; ar mane seki; ar pabrezdamas lauki mano mirties. Trys klausimai estafete. Jei bus lengviau bendraut man po to su musico nariais.
Einarai+4Blackberry, esme ne skaiciukuose, bet esme kad liga man sako jog daug gaidziu susimoke, gaidziai stebi gaidindamiesi, daug gaidziu mirties nori. Taigi toks vat nesaugumo jausmas ir itarinejimai del to. Kaip cia yra?