Eternity of shadows
In our world of dark and light
Is drowning in our thoughts
And web of lonely time.
To die means not to live
And to drown means not to breathe
In cruelty of worlds
We'll cry with gloomy tears.
Is there a better end
Of dreaming a great way?
Will there be a spiky ray
That won't consume us?
Who is able to find holy truth?
Wgo will guide us to see the way out?
Take my hand in the name of all good,
Truth will spill out when our blood will run out.
Something
© Copyright: Дарки, 2005
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