Saigon Blue Rain
corps astral
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As though, it was leaving the foam
my being rises towards immaterial
and former blurry landscapes, become my true reality
echoes of my voice felt silent
spirit overcomes the mortal coil
Released from flesh and bones
I can drift on my own
As though, it was leaving the foam
my being rises towards immaterial
Released from flesh and bones
I can drift on my own
- Album:
- Efflorescence