Light grows up flowers
Sun warming dozen trees
but there i'm fallen
trapped and not free
Too far are the good times
Too late to act well now
Keep smiling, turn uselss
For the blame that grows
You can be proud of your crime
Made the angels frown, cringe
Do I owe you a thing anymore?
Didn't my heart has paid you?
Nothing will be enough for a vulture
All you want all you rotten, corrupt
Turning bless to curse
Your sentence crashing on
Soon it will be late to mend
No day to be sorry
And the pain will grown in
will collapse with sorrow
Tears won't wash away
the damage you've done
Pretend you want i stay
Your words ring my bones
Souless you turned me
You poison tonge, seeker
Survive sucking hope, wicked
But it won't be my time.
(15th february, 2010)
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