silent we are laying here in the desert
no trues, no flowers
just us bathing in eachothers blood and passions
stoned we are
the sun glows like an inflamed eye
the light is bright and the eye of a snake comes above
stoned we are
danzing summer
danzing you and me
weird love and danzing summer
the first kiss and the gentle
words from your burning lips
pure poetry
naked we are danzing
a serenade for the lonelyness
the depression, the love and the blood
eternaly we shall fly... high
stoned we are
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