Orpheus 12 août 2017 No Comment I walk alone, my past has been stolen My belief was truth, but you leave me faithless Like Orpheus, I’ll come back from the dead A drop of water in a desert My will to power I Never give up, Never bend, Never broke I will bring you from hell The truth, and nothing but the truth Zeus, don’t you teach me just give me power What goes around comes around my love… Clinamen, ParolesPartager : Tweet ‹ L’anathème Gyrophare ›