Euphoria
...panacean touch of a beautiful soul
Loneliness..., undo your fist, Let me go. Euphoria is calling. Like a grabby leopard, Melancholy clasped my senses... Chewing me ceaselessly. Wake me up with your panacean touch, Make me believe it was a nightmare! Let me savour the elixir from your lips, Heal my wound, glue the broken pieces again. Euphoria, hold my hand, Take me away from this gloomy world, To the moony island of peace and joy. From the drizzling moonl...