Feed The Fire Me-Lotto
Gonna come and see
Gonna come and see
See what we are
only to you
Crossing the stream
Sun shines on the rock
the rock yields to you
only to you
Gonna come and see
Gonna come and see
only for you
just who we are
Gonna come and see
See what we are
only to you
Crossing the stream
Sun shines on the rock
the rock yields to you
only to you
Gonna come and see
Gonna come and see
only for you
just who we are
An Orchid for My Withering Garden
...and kissed the fairytale-land with pride
under the trees of lust
the leaves pure shadows on me
which shelter me from the darkness
which I was
I hold the dreams, within my arms
thrash the earth, within my tears
and heal my wounds in meadows of light
forgotten in the drowning land
now I leave my wishes
but love conquers all...
and every angel needs a tear to laugh
calling the fall
trust me, I am your lunacy
embolded, enthroned so it's a king for a while
but gloominess it sends so gentle
the gestures of the gist
ingrowing taste of dreams
infatuate my gift, now it becomes light
inexact but clear Me-Lotto