Fleeting Figure
My memory haunts you
My memory is awaiting in every dark corner of your most sinful thoughts
You may not remember my name..
And i don't have one...
But you know that you've seen me...
Somewhere in the dim and dull past...
Like a fleeting figure
trying to slip under the fallen
leaves of October...
Or hiding behind the cruel statues...
My memory is awaiting in every dark corner of your most sinful thoughts
You may not remember my name..
And i don't have one...
But you know that you've seen me...
Somewhere in the dim and dull past...
Like a fleeting figure
trying to slip under the fallen
leaves of October...
Or hiding behind the cruel statues...