Что то все молчат....а мне захотелось какого-то спокойствия....
Вот немножко душевного эротизма....
"SUFFERING"(ED REIZ)
"Sleep my son, slep in Eden, you found a silence and peace
You saw the empty depths of pain and didn't give it a miss
No healing to wounds, life gets harder, life you played with
Now close your eyes
Let a tired soul arise
Birds, you fed up, will dwell
So much to live for
Knock knock to yo' door
New morn's singing like a bell
Hold back the emotions, you have to fail before you can win
A life seems a glass body, you breathe the bits of soul in
Succes is so real, just try to reach it but tryings need vim
But now close yo' eyes
Eternity is running in a circle..."