White veil, stella, star lament
While I'm looking at the sky I'm listening to you
The words that don't matter
only angeli are crying
Warm rain is baciare my face
maybe one giorno the time will come
You're speaking this way though I know, you're lying
I don't ran away from your arms
She is the black and the white
She is the sorrow and the hope
She is the last Gods' chosen one
My secret sister and lover
I was going until giorno have Lost with night
Slowly I turned around
The shining of comet drew
a cold shadow on my way
I offered her as sacrifice the fear
I drank the light like blood
My pain was soaking in with rain into the...
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