The eyes of fear remain fixed in a reflection the face of memories obscured by the time, lair is the dream who ties my hands with life! Now I have lost the meaning of my days! Lair is a dream which takes away my mind! but I'm living and now I want to find! What is real the secret is behind the veil I can see the shelter of the wind.. In a vision of pleasure and pain when the dreams become memories silent season and days of loneliness when the dreams became memories it's a fiction, a false reality when the dreams became memories. In the cage of passion The treasure, the treasure....
