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Lyrics: Secret Discovery. Slave. A Simple Impression.


Don't have to hide your face, belive me
It's just the storm my child and nothing more
Don't be afraid of the trees
Coming down to touch
You know I keep your warm, warm and secure
You know I keep your warn

It's a simple impression
Just a visual obsession in you mind
It's a simple impression
That destroys what I love

What do you see my child
Frightening you
Your skin it feels so cold, and I shiver
We're getting close to home, in some minets more
But I don't feel your breath
You're dying
You did ignire my words

It's a simple impression
Just a visual obsession in you eye
It's a simple impression
That destroys what I love
Secret Discovery