Get in to crawl with all your grace.
.. canÃ''Ã''t stand the wrong within Blame the disarmed and give in...

to face the game of passion To set things clear your
departure is near Straight in the backyard of decay

Far away, far away from here... I met a man who wasnÃ''t there

He wasnÃ''t there again I wish heÃ''d stay away Just
lie and try to remain Pleasures in a foolÃ''s black garden

Far away, far away from here... I met a man who wasnÃ''t there

Anyhow you can, anyhow you will How does it feel to
recall all thatÃ''s real in the end... to relent