Asylum

Jessica93

Compositor: Geoffroy Laporte

Among the secular trees
Two circular gems are staring at me
It could crawl at my feet
There's no guilt to feel 'cause I fed them well

On the same path everyday
An indian wizard turns me away
I could stab easily
The more I want the less I can hit

Look around, you're the one out of town
It looks like a dream
Dreams are made to make them real
Too late to turn around

I cross fearlessly the Phlegethon
Compare to your fire it seems so cold
And I could die at your feet
There's no guilt to feel since you've fed me well

Look around, you're the one out of town
It looks like a dream
Dreams are made to make them real
Too late to turn around