Naked holy girl with violated brain
Was left in the desert of solitude
Her highly sensative fear
To loose golden hair rain
Roots her senses to the stone of yellow blood
The snakes of her hiding dream
Watch on the downing sky
And fly like a bird to the land of latitude
When i was already tired
Every day to die
I come to fly to desert of solitude
On the rock of the bleeding heart
I put my fears on fire
Lays up to sky a tonges of flame
And drinking of holies wine
i go to die unknown ways
Strange in my mind
© Copyright: Strelock, 2001
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