Souls are denied
And every memory is gone.
Was that a war or just a fight?
Dead soldiers on the field move on.
The way is crossed,
Wounds open bleeding.
The only chance us to escape is lost,
Spark from the sky keeps on leading.
Is there a deadly sin
Into the silence or in my words?
Ringleader pushes the troop further to win.
A border spreads to the fjords.
All your slightest secrets
Will stay into my head,
Remembering tears in your eyes, I’m dead.
Im dead
© Copyright: Хэльга Штефан, 2014
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