The Tower

Over mellow month come through Over temple turns blue too Diaries turning i feel them too Tell him all those i drew Ohhhhhhh So many faces i can't see There are going things i can't believe But you stated of darkest magic Its breakfast changing Oh less for madness In these lies and in the pains When the stars become your truth whooooo So many faces i can't see \N There are going things i can't believe I hear the tongues talk Don't tell me that i am alone But deeply stated of darkest magic Its breakfast changing Oh less for madness But if you stayed the darkest magic Its breakfast changing Oh less for madness I hear the towns talk Don't tell me i am alone I hear the towns talk Don't tell me i am alone Alone Alone alone