Filled me.
Ansíame, agótame, pour me, sacrifícame.
Ask.
Pick me up, contiéneme, hide me.
I want to be somebody, I want to be yours,
is your time.
I spent jumping over things,
the fugante,
the bereaved.
But I feel your time, the time of my life to drip on your soul,
when the tenderness that never shed,
silences when you noenen words
your time, blood that AIBA nurtured me anguish,
your time, I was lonely midnight.
rid of me.
I leave my soul.
I am this whining, it that burns, it suffering.
YXC can not be, can not be.
Who would break the vibration of my wings?
Who would have exterminated?
What plan, what word?
can not be, can not be, can not be.
me Release me.
I leave my soul.
Cause you're my route.
I forged in the struggle alive.
dark
In my fight against myself, you were.
you seal me that greed is not satisfied.
Since I watch your eyes are sads.
Come together,
Breaking this journey together.
route will be yours.
Pasa.
Let me go.
Ansíame, agótame, pour me, sacrifícame. CH TMLXC
Make
shake the fences of my past limits.
And I can, at last, running in mad flight,
flooding the land as a river terrible,
untying these knots
, oh my God,
destroying these knots,
burning,
CHTML