I didn't want to step behind illusion,
But i don't want to put you in confusion
My soul was petrified by snakes of gorgon's
Cold eyes they're used to give to me in chorus...
Every bounce of their voice in my head is so loud...
And something's scratching on my veins, it's willing to break out,
Yes... i can clearly feel their venom in my blood...
And all i need to let it off is just one little cut ...
Gorgon
© Copyright: Валар Моргулис, 2016
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