Rain walks the road paving through the dark
Globes of icy tears are melting of the sky
My vision in that mirror waves under my gaze
And the flowing heavens show me another grace
I have left behind the fortress of black walls
And directed my eyes out of it's stones
A way amid the landscapes stark and less of life
Ties the frozen stronghold with a light so far
I hear the roar of waters falling down of heights
Fragile beams of sun touch my winded face
Then the liquid being clashes with the earth
In a sphere of air I ride through the essence
Ring loud, oh iron strings
Weave together our fate threads
I know that Heaven is like Hell
Without love an empty shell
And every motion is dead inside
Who needs the Paradise and Sun?
If I can't hold your hands
If I can't feel your breath
Breathe
© Copyright: Чёрное Сердце, 2008
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