Your thoughts are full of fire
They burning in my head
In the Desert of the Liars
The blood of sun instead.
That fading little point
A past life yellow dream
The wishes to avoid
Unbroken self-esteem.
My echo of tomorrow
Will turn away today
And i will harvest sorrow
No matter what they say.
So, June, my friend deceiver
Will you remind the world
The hopes that will deliever
Who's caring thrown to cold.
Enigma comes with flashes
Your angels subcontrolled
The conscience whipped by lashes
Unchained, so i've been told.
Your further desperation
Increasing as you fail
The only God's creation
The truth that should prevail.
Deceiver
© Copyright: Серж Блэйк, 2010
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