The finger's embracing the trigger so tight
Preparing the people for fuss in the night.
Leaden fool flies
It makes someone cry
Is there really no other way for the past?
A label on soul left you freedom at last.
The birds sing last symphony of your despair
The mirrors catch ghosts that still fill the air.
Tomorrow will fall
No one heard you call
And the blackness closes your eyes for the end
Now the frost is your friend.
The shadows will cover your soul on the floor
The onus of past won't be pushing you more
No one still knows
Why young blood flows
Can it be someone's error or whim
Close your eyes, they'll never see the dreams.
The sun over you drives all shadows away
God wonders why you didn't stay
Unnecessary flesh
Who'll sing "Ash to Ash?"
Your heart stopped beating now it is quiet
Love left this heart and all world's gone white.
For No One To Be The Worst
© Copyright: Рен Тажеев, 2009
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