Proch I Lyrics & Chords By Pustota

Nature's will it is not one's thought. A while with no questions, Leaving pain, time and Life, Life behind. Stepping into a landscape there is, Yet which is not there at...read more

Dead swans and Delirious gulls flying just a breath away above the spruce embracing the moon up high and together orbiting to no end Yet the Earth keeps drawing near Let them...read more

It's a circle not a segment No end and no beginning. No use to seek the sense yet still one can not be misled. ...read more