Once again I am drowning... in this lake of betrayal and lies So who are you to speak, when they have already tightened the grip? The creations of ones
Take me down to the sea Down there my lover's waiting She has come for our last rendez-voud Singing, dancing, dreaming Drowning in the waves of tears that never dry Drowning
sound of roses and a young girl's voice. We are drowning in the approaching shadows. I am dreaming and cannot hold it. I have seen. (Dear Christ: the silence and the loss; we
