I’ve watched my way when I was blind.
In bloody desert wind has blown.
I’m God, who wants to clear his mind,
But now I’m Overthrown!
Ref:
In crash of World I shouldn’t die.
In Death of World we’ll rise up heads.
This bloody sky won’t hear my cry
In cursed, strange, remote lands!
You’re cruel hangmen. It’s a fact.
Your lying charges like a whip.
My way is thorny and direct,
On future grave you’ll paint: R.I.P.
Ref:
My wings were cut by Devil’s blade,
Unfold my plans and drown my voice!
I’m God, who leaves Infernal Gate,
This World’s already made his choice!
Ref:
Abandoned ships and desert earth,
Watch everywhere, see greedy fire!
The End of Days, it will be worth
Of sorrows, sins and your desire!
Ref:
In future times I will revive,
I’ll tell you one immortal word.
In this next age I’ll come to life,
But now I’ll destroy this World…
Death of world
© Copyright: Елена Савельева 3, 2010
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