Farmer Mylene
Live In Bercy
And Tournoie...
I perceive your
funerals
brain in
battle
you want to be
liquid
puppet
translucent
but you won't be able to
change anything
dark side, it's my
dissolved in
eternity
and the star is
ashes
your ghost
interior
face your
br/>hours
huddled assassin
your worst enemy
you want to expel you
from you
but your life, makes
your thread you love
already
and the star rises
put your soul in
light
and whirl and
twirl
put on your garment of
mystery
and whirl and
twirl
under your soul the
bitter complaint
bandage her, give
put your soul of
light
inside everything is
only fault
your heart of
crystal
br/>breaks at the slightest
outburst
of laughter and
tears
to the dead what matter
the dice
the sun , your
emblem
will not be stolen from you
except for the eternal
put your soul in
light
and whirl and
twirl
put on your garment of
mystery
and whirl and
twirl
under your soul
bitter complaint
bind it up, give
put your soul in
light