Paroles de Itika

My eyes were blinded Seeing what I could not believe in Serpent wonder Dragged me and pulled me under Fictional expectations of one day Being under itika Slowly dying Depriving me of arriving In the deepened darkness Resting till the dark veils Unveil my eyes Drowning Floating Falling Flying Fall in love with thoughts of dying With my itika Join me now Feel my decay Itika, take me away In the mud I rot so gracefully Trying to be the corpse that you deserve My itika