Comments about Nicolas MoreyChaisemartin
Stairway To Hell
As I was wandering deep in the shadow
I found an endless stair going up.
All my bleakness vanished, my sorrow.
There was no trap, no tricks, no make-up,
It was just a holy opportunity,
I was given. With no fear, I stepped on,
And enjoyed this ascent, serene, happy.
As I get higher joy became bliss, passion.
My life changed, dependent I get.
There's no way for me to survive,
Without you, now we loved, we kissed, we met.
You're my sun, my hope. You allowed me to live.
This stairs was leading me to heaven,
I get yearning, I started to run,
But many ...