All The Pleasures For You lyrics

Speak, little child How many questions are haunting you? How many mortals souls, still not gave up To you? Your bittersweet kisses Your deep seductor eyes Your soft vicious voice You're always there delighted A perfect existence All the pleasures for you To fullfil, the hole innerself Trying to find some trace Of autenticity You never asked yourself How shoud be outside this shell Now you're much more blind But all is much clear when we're in dark Blind misery Searching for something useful Riding through the dark path of your doubts In the highest point of your mindwar You become a slave of your sand mask