Isis "Gentle Time" |
Hive been fed Fill my soul One way in Fill my soul, fill my soul I been high Still can't see Devastated Come find Pleasuring arm Tempted to bleed Hollowing Dares my soul I been high Still can't see Devastated Come find Our inventions split their cocoon And the whir of wings was deafening Rain down and bring A gentle time Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |