Dj FaFadeParis
Tell me...And what words can tell,Your image, a phantom for many years,Do nothing but haunting me,Tell me...Is it an end you endeavour to acomplish?Or the satanic, lustful agony you relish...At the end, from my head you aught to vanish...My love, you were a mere delusion which I cherished...Tell me, how is now you languish?Finito bella, you are finish, in the great realm of life illusion...