PRAISE OF A BLIND CHILD by ASEIDAD I spit in my hands into a void regret arms of sorrow torns in pleasure disconform. Trought your eyes sweetness decantation the secrets that I know the time it's take corrodes. I'll describe my pain you don't stay in my thougts fascination among these tears find my blind eyes. Praise of a blind child praise of a dying flame I will feel forever your sweet taste. [ www.dailyrics.com ] PRAISEOFABLINDCHILD by ASEIDAD