mirtis666 2006-Rgp-13 Sek, 12:16 pm
siuo metu noreciau , kad mamos sveciai kalbetu lietuviskai , nes labai nemegstu kalbet rusiskai ...
Cold was my soul
Untold was the pain
I faced when you left me
A rose in the rain....
So I swore to the razor
That never, enchained
Would your dark nails of faith
Be pushed through my veins again