Demons control our world!
Don't resist, man! You're not right!
Whatever weather you'll feel cold,
Your actions vain, you can not fight!
Flame not warm you... Flame from hell...
We don't have nothing hottest frost!
Demons tear off our fell
All hope is gone from us, we're lost.
And light of hope go out... Again!
We undersood this too much late.
We thinked that our life is game!
I see that demons set us mate!
My life is action, I must move,
Hey, live the moment, take deligt!
But I don't see, I listened truth!
I'll try correct, you'll see my might!
Control of demons
© Copyright: Максим Жаров, 2014
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