have sickness And I don’t find a cure now! I have sickness And I don’t feel so pure now! All your reflexions Destroys me faster somehow! There is no fiction And I just need a powder, a powder, powder… She guides me in death!
have sickness And I don’t find a cure now! I have sickness And I don’t feel so pure now! All your reflexions Destroys me faster somehow! There is no fiction And I just need a powder, a powder, powder… She guides me in death!