18.09.2018 г., 14:17 ч.

Rain 

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Eternal darkness is what i've become,
it makes me drift through nothingness of time.
I'm looking for the place i called my home - 
an endless lifetime spent to search the sign.

 

An empty wanderer without a shell
still walking dreadfully among the dead.
With silent mind and skin so pale,
engulfs all souls without a treat

 

So, pour the rain ,Oh God Almighty
and let it wash my sins away.
For every battle i've been fighting
you turned my soul into decay.

 

And yet i am - a soulless creature
condemned to roam this barren earth.
and every private hell i'm visiting
is stillborn nightmare on its birth.

© Joakim from the grave Всички права запазени

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