Disharmonic Orchestra A Mental Sequence
Guardian angels are working for me The devil and the deep blue sea I beat my heart and bend all trees By the end of the year I'm on my knees Such a precious little dream Can make a face behind a scream One or three holes in a broken stone Through gardens long since overgrown All that filled my ears with pain Your dirty looks beat me up again A lustfull view makes my eye explode My heart went dead and I fell in the road