paroles de chanson Morse Code - Odile , Men I Trust , Geoffroy

Nights loots us to our time
Hints if defeat through me
Yielding to one final pun,
And shared flashing gaze
But our will stays cloaked
As we take a step back
Our hearts talking low
A fading morse code
Quick! Says a darting bird
Fierce is natures way
Trophies bared up high
Strong men do have firm grips
And though I seize the high-prized advise
Distracted by labor and wraiths
Cant set my mind with it
Keeping me away from heap
And our will stays cloaked
As we take a step back
Hearts talking low
A fading morse code