Текст песни Dreaming Space - угли

You set coal
Hoping to make a fire
And burn through the soul fascinated by fire
You throw in the flame matches
And he was the damp crackling
Burns groves, forest, farmland
You crave passion , showmanship , flame
What burns in your soul
Going on the ashes of stammering
In his hand clutching boxes
In that match , and left
You goes out ...
Watching as wax melts
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