vineri, 16 august 2013

The Darkness

Howling wolves at night
Wake me up from my rest
I don't think I can fight
My darkness feels so blessed

Waiting for the sunrise
One more night goes fine
Seeing those snake eyes
Watching me drowning in wine

Before the darkness blows out
The warmness of a soul
Try to catch one more shout
Reaching one last goal...

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