Adventures Close To Home Paroles

I follow hate.



Passion that shouts

and red with anger

I lost myself

Through alleys of mysteries

I went up and down

like a demented train



Searching for something
But my best possession

walked in to the shade

and threaten to drift away.



(Searching for something

that makes makes hearts move

left you behind as if I could

possess by Quixote's dream

went to fight dragons in the land of concrete.)



Rolling in pain

discovered what hurts

and tasted hell

infatuated by madness

I danced in flames

and drunk in the depth of love.