18. 04. 2007г. From the yellow sand...
I hope to find the door…
I’m flying to the end…
I finished simple role.
With you… I go to Hell.
Without… I want to die…
I needn’t any help…
I’ve felt from shining sky.
Who wants to kill my mind?
Who knows the end of life?
I want to blow up lie…
Don’t open… your… dark… eyes.
I hope to understand.
I hope… to find myself…
And through the yellow sand
I needn’t any help…
18.04.2007г.
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