Testo Victim Of The Sun

Wretched faces, dried tears on the skin
Broken mirror, like our dreams in the head
Dying fishes, miss the water and the sun
Burried wishes, killing future and the fun.
We`ve dreamed the future
Switch off the sun
Vegetate like an animal
Victim of the sun. Complex fantasy describing our home
Flowers growing under trees,
Hiding not alone
Precious written in the sky
Burry me
The dark against what`s happened here,
Burning enemy
Slowly rotten in the sun
The dying had begun
Disintegrated atmosfear
Belated respect