Poetry NeedsExcept emotion,poetry also needsmotionand even more; danger,because Poet first of all is the one who acts.
DIS - GRACEWatch the stars,they will blow tonight,Hold my head,I have lost my fightEase your eyes,I'm alone tonight,There's no ice,I came you to findI feel sorry,but it's not 'am shy,I feel sorry,I should not denyI feel sorry,but this hole of Lightheld my sensesall this wasted timeY ' insisted long,Now I'll stop denying,Blind, so wrong,Not for me such buyingNaughty flirt,but so pure, 'am 'mazed,Feel my dirt,Feel my bitter tasteOne more guyon your working night, 'feel so dry,You dragged out my lying.Thank you lady, 've treated me so fair,Fairy not,but still me I dareAfter all,It is just a nightand the hole;still It's full of Light.
Open WoundBroken dreams in lovers room,Pain's flowing in the air,She's so perfect, my doom,Pain's growing, I don't dare.
SpareSpare a smile for my eyesSpare some words for my presenceSpare some time cause I need itShare your dance with my fireShare your flesh with my touchShare your spell with my dirtShare my thirst with your laughShare my truth with your eyesShare your beauty with meShare your name againSpare your smile, I need itSpare your touch for my coldSpare a truth for my painShare my hands with yours.Spare your smile againSpare some words to surprise meSpare your hog for my desertSpare a lie for my hopeSpare some time cause I need itShare your dance with my fireShare this little... I won't hurt youShare my truth with your eyesSpare me, I'm not worthy.