The Prism Songtext
von Auerkallio

She would feel my touch in different colors
Gentle caress in starlight red
Immense purple brought by sneaking lust
That could be in no way controlled

Fallen into your warm velvet web
Euphoric neurology
Fragrant enchantment


Blue and green form a forest stream flowing
The trees are made of her hair
I′ve bent down to quench my thirst
And I can never stand up again

She is the prism
The life is the light
I need her beside me
In my world black and white

No wishes of blindness
No numbed eyes