Bad dreams and lunar brightshine are the principal attributes
Of vigilant nights. But you can the thrill reveal with every
Touch and zest, it is the invitation inside...
It's demonstration- not depravity

In the middle of frost
The winter's started
Her breath the trees undressed
Made pale of sticks
The limbo's started
I'm sitting by fire
And i am wet

It's drizzling all the weeks
I guess it won't stop
Tranquil murmur of the wind crawling into my ears

Wood is wet -wet to the pith
O' god's disgrace
Bright blue flames
Like a night sky
Far away-miles away
In the distant nothingness
I'm feeding the fire
I think it won't go out

I am sitting
By hearth
I am wet
By hearth

Send "Demonstration Of Irresistibility" Ringtone to your Cell