One day you choose your destiny,
One day you make a choise,
To be with purest memory
Or live more dangerous.
One day we're gonna roughly fall
Into the silent grave,
One day we're gonna leave it all,
Become a Satan's slave.
And it's whatever how you lived,
All of us awaits one fate,
Don't even try to flip the field
And just accept you fade.
So, how you feel when finally
You start to realize,
That all you felt and all you did
Just haven't any price?
And only when you stand between
The Heaven and The Hell
Then you can see you were a teen
Just naive stupid man.
You tried so hard, but got so far
You were just like a Priest
You've been searching for a brightly star
But it does not exists.
And only I can say: "Good luck."
When you look so despair.
I'll see you fading in the Dark
And I won't give a care.
With no way to go
© Copyright: Зыбин Илья, 2019
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