Angel trapped inside the grave,
Love defeated, burned to plain
From my heart left just your name
All dead lights seems to be fake.
Lies, deception and disguise
Like black crows around my head
Not a shadow from the skies
And this life becomes to threat.
No one lives as no one loves,
Hear the cries when lover dies,
Why there are so many deaths
And nobody goes to fight?
Now it's time to take my sword
As a shield I hold the hope,
I can challenge all the world,
Melody's made from simple notes.
Creeping evil on bloody blade
Can't resist or try to hide,
Angel is freed from heavy cage
Let him spread glorious light.
Май 2007 г., Вильнюс
The last hero
© Copyright: Томас Макарскас, 2010
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