"And from the ashes a Phoenix rose - with
Wings made of gold it
Gently touched me, a touch of relief. I was
Ready to start a new
Circle, hoping it would never come to an
End
"Never too late for hope" - the grey ice
Melted - slowly..."
Where is my world
The beggining of my life bound
Surrounded by light
Wandering aimlessly around
Hearing voices calling my name
While I hover, world`s dark stain
Where is my summertime?
I`m longing for its warmth
Far too long I shivеred
In winter`s icy force
Clouds arе above me
Mid air caresses my lungs
I let myself drift, waiting for spring sun
Soft grass - but it hurts to go over it
Pointed stings - running between I stick
Brooks are roading, the water blood red
Please let me drink, but I can`t, I`m dead
Souls are screaming, mothers and sons
Are slaughtering themselves, am I teaching
A dream...
Where is my world
The beggining of my life bound
Surrounded by light
Wandering aimlessly around
Hearing voices calling my name
While I hover, world`s dark stain
Where is my summertime?
I`m longing for its warmth
Far too long I shivered
In winter`s icy force
Clouds are above me
Mid air caresses my lungs
I let myself drift, waiting for spring sun
Souls are screaming, mothers and sons
Are slaughtering themselves, am I teaching
A dream...
Wings made of gold it
Gently touched me, a touch of relief. I was
Ready to start a new
Circle, hoping it would never come to an
End
"Never too late for hope" - the grey ice
Melted - slowly..."
Where is my world
The beggining of my life bound
Surrounded by light
Wandering aimlessly around
Hearing voices calling my name
While I hover, world`s dark stain
Where is my summertime?
I`m longing for its warmth
Far too long I shivеred
In winter`s icy force
Clouds arе above me
Mid air caresses my lungs
I let myself drift, waiting for spring sun
Soft grass - but it hurts to go over it
Pointed stings - running between I stick
Brooks are roading, the water blood red
Please let me drink, but I can`t, I`m dead
Souls are screaming, mothers and sons
Are slaughtering themselves, am I teaching
A dream...
Where is my world
The beggining of my life bound
Surrounded by light
Wandering aimlessly around
Hearing voices calling my name
While I hover, world`s dark stain
Where is my summertime?
I`m longing for its warmth
Far too long I shivered
In winter`s icy force
Clouds are above me
Mid air caresses my lungs
I let myself drift, waiting for spring sun
Souls are screaming, mothers and sons
Are slaughtering themselves, am I teaching
A dream...
( Strixxixd )
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