I belong to the material world
There's no prophets today around
Coming phase of my remembrances again
I loved when you did me a magic
my every sorrow would end it all
I belong to the material world
There's no prophets today around
Coming phase of my remembrances again
I loved when you did me a magic
my every sorrow would end it all
I loved when you did me a magic
this veiling rain would end it all
not unlike, unlike the one from the old
Let me forget my fear, every nightmare
not unlike, unlike the one from the old
not unlike, unlike the one from the old