Plazma

Hold me.
My ego dies in me.
Your bitter life’s in me.
Your life’s in me.
It’s harmony.
You wish no harm on me.
And put the light in me.
Enlighten me.
With my arms wide open.
Blinded by your glow that flows from within.
I drown in your eyes - my own prison cell.
Is it heaven? Is it hell?
I’m begging…
Please please Oh tame your ghosts.
Please please come tame your ghosts.
I feed on your light.
But I’ve never felt so cold.
I’m pretty alive.
But I’ve never felt so cold.
A chill is running through my skin and bones, through my veins.
The lonely ghosts come closer, scream and moan rattling chains.
With my arms wide open.
Blinded by your glow that flows from within.
I drown in your eyes - my own prison cell.
It’s my heaven, it’s my hell.
Hold me.
My ego dies in me.
Your bitter life’s in me.
Your life’s in me.
It’s harmony.
You wish no harm on me.
And put the light in me.
Enlighten me.
With my arms wide open.
Blinded by your glow that flows from within.
I drown in your eyes - my own prison cell.
Is it heaven? Is it hell?
I’m begging…
Please please Oh tame your ghosts.
Please please come tame your ghosts.
I feed on your light.
But I’ve never felt so cold.
I’m pretty alive.
But I've never felt so cold...