You`re a black sun of my life,
Always searching for the truth,
Walking lonely road and drive,
If you drive then only through.
You`re a black sun of my heart,
Nothing hits like your dead shine.
Focus on the what is blurred,
When the sun is in decline.
Come for slowly moving pack,
With the buddens on their shoulders,
Drying deserts an they lark
In the shadows of acronimes.
Come by hot and burning sand,
Turning your feet into ashes,
Theres no time and theres no end
To our cursed and empty fleshes.
Youre a black sun in my room,
Blinding and misleading slightly,
Sick of guessing on the rhunes,
Where the evil comes daylightly.
Youre a morning in my breast,
Which is moaning for the mercy,
Say if im blessed or posessed,
For you only im so forcened.
Stolen personality,
Faked by monsters, clue of vultures,
You`re caught in fatality -
We were born to be these soldiers.
Black sun
© Copyright: Серафима Лихачёва, 2020
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