Evils Toy

Victim Of The Sun
Wretched faces, dried tears on the skin Broken mirror, like our dreams in the head Dying fishes, miss the water and the sun Burried wishes, killing future and the fun. We`ve dreamed the future Switch off the sun Vegetate like an animal Victim of the sun. Complex fantasy describing our home Flowers growing under trees, Hiding not alone Precious written in the sky Burry me The dark against what`s happened here, Burning enemy Slowly rotten in the sun The dying had begun Disintegrated atmosfear Belated respect Aus Songtexte Mania