sábado, 16 de setembro de 2017
Tempest came, ranging solemnly
Through the gloom which nailed my eyes..
And every color turned dim in a set
Forged by blinding doom in disguise
I've seen the honey river flowing
(Though the walls that you've built
Became a burden to the stream's
Overpowering current) from your sugar
Lips it has already spilt
Shall you be my winter shroud?
When I peer into the abyss
All I can see is my lonely
Corpse crying out loud
The laughter of a thousand galaxies
Behind that one smile that made me whole,
Showing the Gods that it is your gestures
Creating the wind that refreshes my soul
Do not be startled by the piercing sound...
It's just the shrapnel from the frozen
Stone that lies within my chest
Falling on the ground