Sweet sanctity of souls
tomorrow is...

Stop it, you're
making me dream about you...

Looking deep inside myself
my heart withering away...

There's a little black road
on your way to Heaven...

A day without superb rendition,
i lay...

I fear I do love the sea, ohh much
her word is swift...

In a forest of green
there are two dead trees...

Baby, it sings
through these egg shell walls...

It's not as if he's handsome
or carved, as a god, from the finest wax...

He whispers,
"Wicked dreams.&quot...

Human instincs=
making the best decisions, like...

Sweet broken bird,
my little note...