Homorfologia

Mind the minstrels they will say you're just another scarecrow.Not a word a single word, not for all thewhole damn world (you say...)

Fire and Ice Deluded or wise? Good or bad? Sane or mad?
Pain and pleasure is burning me up Making me loose control Demons are dancing inside of my mind Reaching out for my soul

Take a look at me. So cold and all alone. I drift around in circles. And I can't reach the sun

Save me now from these endless days. Release me here and now.Cause I can't reach the sun