Philosophic melancholy

I standing alone
where, the wild wind blows
I feel that i'm free from the shackles
horizon on fire
sunset comes slow
daylight is hiding in shadows

something has changed
I can feel that my heart
will stop, won't  to trouble this moment
colors of sunset
it's paint of my life
so bright, before darkness, is coming

With wind, from the west
comes lightning and storm
Rain it's the tears of the heavens
Like shadow of past
With terrible thoughts
Like beast from the ancient legends

I can't stop time
All comes to an end
I'm just the drop of the rain
From sky to the ground
I'm falling, insane
Red sand will consume my pain


ПРИПЕВ:
I! Painted the picture of mine
Can't finish my work in time
Making my fate with my hands
Try! To understand meaning of life
To travel, cross over the line
Until,death comes at last


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