- cifra
Sweet boy, come in
I am the dark side of you
Die for my sins
Like the one once did
Cinnamon bed
For your unashamed appetite
A figurante
This dance will hurt like hell
Oh, bare grace misery
Just a child without a fairytale am I
Dark but so lovely
A little match girl freezing in the snow
Love lying, enticing
(Bare grace misery)
Crowning the moment
(Bare grace misery)
This is what I am
Bare grace for the end of days
Romantic scent
Spoiled lucrece lies warm for you
There's no such priest
That can pray me to heaven
When done with me
Forget if you think I feel ashamed
A wild thing
Never felt sorry for anything
Love lying
