Head Belly Root
L'Eglise Text Creative Commons License
View on the people I knew for so long
Once you will ask me to tell what went wrong
Willing to answer and willing to see
All things you ask for: I want to be free

Slowly, slowly, I break down this fence
Built by myself as some sort of defence
Feared with a reason, the fear to lose you
I'm still working on while my nightmares come true