autor:: Elendurwen

rubrika:: poezia

Nothing's left of shine
And there is no darkness
Hidden in a shrine
Waiting for my madness

The sun is dead
And moon flew away
There is no tomorrow
And no yesterday

Inside a crystal ball
We're floating
Like squeaking birds
One eye and a hole
In stead of beak
And I'm getting weak
Breaking into pieces
Listen to my cry

I came here to fry
My heavy bones
And rest my head
And crash the stones
In my lungs
The heavy chunks
Of love and hate
To see the gate

Of freezing hell
And sense the smell
Of burning rain
The acid water
So that I gain
The will to be
The pain of dying
Sets me free

napísanísané:: 23.4.2007

prečítalo:: 759 ludí