from hill to hill....and from fear to fear...
freedom was widespread in the wind.
i could almost breath.
what i lived was two decades and 2 years imprisoned by a million nightmares and two drops of dreaming rain
Freedom!!! The dream I've choose to follow. A face without eyes…my nightmares.
so,fire your chains and cross my truth...
the stardusk of this endless fire is our way home..
there's only a few hours left for us to turn the page
don't waste the dawn cause dust can always break the spell to become fire, again and again..
