Trashing The Beauty Testo

Set my urgency

In dreams you come to me

Jesus was my son

Was not for you, if not for you
Passion frailty

I see it more romantically, tonight

What's the body wich you want to live trough

Your soul to God, your flesh for me



Trashing the beauty



We should meet sometime

On an never ending strike

Do you think we'll ever meet

For real



One last frozen glance

In tender bloodshot embrace

I see the struggle, I see the struggle

I see her dying on becoming alive



Trashing the beauty