Testo The Reptyle's Dream

Silver Fire in the liquid Tirades of a white Glowing, of bearing Eyes...a Feeling naked and blind, but it don´t has to see...It knows...The Dance of the Snake inside your Body and every single Movement seems uncertain...through the Vapour I hear her Hissling...I lose myself in the warm Gap of her Pupils...I know...Kiss me my double-tongued Angel and take my Fear of living forever, somewhere outside, outside of you...The Reptyle´s Dream attends me, it comforts me...away...away from here...