While hope is dying
Somewhere in the middle of the light
We all are still denying
The need to fight.
We now believe in fashion
We don't believe in peace
To come into possession
An aunt will kill the niece
The darkness is around us.
But we can't see.
And saing "Cheers", we raise the glass.
Why should we care? Wine is free.
Defining night, deviding day
That's now so cool if you are gay
They say it's good it is OK
And love is now the word to play
The wrath of God is nothing now
We dared Him to cry
We don't trust in Gods above
Now our prayer is a lie.
We mixed the darkness and the light
D'you feel our souls are grey?
And of two things we choose the night
The Divine is here priestess say.
I don't belive. I don't want.
But who has now the force to fight?
And where can i find the font
To bring the power and the sight?
the font
© Copyright: Ирина Дрим, 2006
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