mardi 18 janvier 2011


The world is ashamed
Of those who have brought
The esence of flame
And of hatred they wrought

The world will collide
With the black void in time
I speak to the sky
Because my words will not shine

The world will not hear
This dead man's last call
And so I do fear
In silence I'll fall


Mistake not the hue
Of my feelings as black
I speak now to you
So you'll bring the light back.