My destiny is fallen,
My sins are not my shame,
Avenging angels calling
The payback for my fame.
This way I wish to follow,
The path that might just fall.
My precious sigh of sorrow,
Uncovered crash of soul.
The might of my decision
Has fallen into dawn,
My weaker sight of vision
Is one to be re-drawn.
I will be… Just I will be,
I am – right who I am.
My eyes are deeply opened,
I’m ready for my hell.
p. s
© Copyright: Антон Якиманский, 2014
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