The moon is touching the tops of roofs
Darkness coming
I'm trying to stay aloof
Without fighting...
This world is screaming in one voice
No one can hear it
We all already've made our choice
And are waiting an obit...
The end will come to our souls
But we won't be ready
We don't remember our roles
And we don't care...
But still I keep my hope inside
I always do
Together we must decide
To find the truth...
We can escape that terrified
And save this world
Just have to make up our mind,
Get rid of mold...
Darkness is coming
© Copyright: Гагаро Илья Геннадьевич, 2011
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