I want to hear,
I want to scream,
To those disconnected walls covered
By paintings all over
Plunged by emotions and sacrifices.
Running all of relativity and conscience
Where everything creates a dwelling impact.
The Shadow Of Screams
I want to hear,
I want to scream,
To those disconnected walls covered
By paintings all over
Plunged by emotions and sacrifices.
Running all of relativity and conscience
Where everything creates a dwelling impact.