Provision
ideal tristraum remix
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Blinded by an ideal. Dancing to the sound, of distant bombs.
Those days were so unreal.
I realized when I could not feel your heart, beating anymore.
A divided line. The day you said you were mine.
No cyanide. Nor bullet.
Could ever separate us. This time.
- Álbum:
- Ideal Warfare