Pentagram

First line of life. *Knock*
I again came in deadlock

Between soul and body line two.
Heart again lost important clue

Line three. Emotions aside
Defeated, but death sit beside

Line fourth. Revenge or forgiveness
My Soul has never been so aimless

Line five. That's All. I lost my rod
Star ready.
Pentagram on blood for god

Blade flies like butterfly
I'm sorry, just goodbye
We're all already die
May I'll learn how to fly...

Александр Бесов (Студницын) "1999-****"


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