The deepest secrets out a heart of a man
With heaven’s ink written on the white carpet
Only then you could get the opportunity to live
With a little bit of tears we shed
Dark corners in the soul
Old scars where’s written about
The old books who went open on a page
But this time with blood of the hearts
The olds recovered new skins
With soul’s new fashion
Blood what loose the sins
So pain with passion
Religions who branched off and splited apart
Still that dislike for God, still that conversion
Both it has not that deep heart
but they say it’s with O so much conviction and passion
The time that come that they won’t listen anymore
Only eyes and ears open for there own selfishness
Auteur: Manjula | ||
Gecontroleerd door: Anastacia | ||
Gepubliceerd op: 26 december 2006 | ||
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