THE THOUGHT OF THE NIGHT

autor:: insania

rubrika:: poezia


I am trying to escape from the reality
To the world which i see from the dusk to eternity
Your black eyes make me happy, my dear
I feel dead people lying overhere

I am walking on my bloody way
Demons dispose of a body to the valley gray
Red rose of my life damp off very fast
Landslide in my soul makes from me a captive of the past

My friends look on me from the other world
I try to help them with my heart cold
Have i got only a hope? is everything cruel lie?
We will dance together in the moonlight under the sky

My sole target is to find real true of the dark
Why i abide all my life
Scalding tears from my eyes you cark
I am only dead corpse with the sharp knife

napísanísané:: 25.8.2005

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