inspired by song by "ARIA"
The dust of angels is holding you tightly.
It's a temptation that you can't resist.
A tiny needle slides into you slightly,
Dangerous poison comes through your wrist,
Through your brain, through your heart
That moves blood in your veins.
What were your dreams, became your chains.
You thought, some fun won't do harm to your health,
But in a short time it'll lead you to death.
Dust of Angels
© Copyright: Александр Красько, 2006
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