27. 09. 2006г. The darkest flight
I broke my wings, I killed myself,
I woke from sleep to finish role:
To burn your hart, to take your breath.
I slept so long, without a flame:
I saw my pain, the darkest point.
And now I start the deathly game…
Revenge??? You! That’s all I want…
I slept so long, without the wings…
But now I see the gloomy shine.
The life, the death are simple things,
At last you’ll see my cunning smile…
27.09.2006г.
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