The Hope

Is this the end, I see?
Is there a hope, beneath
The silent curtains?

Father,
Can you see me from the clouds?
Can you see what have i done?
My world is burned,
Burned to the ground.
And now i fly with wings of fire...

So, where should i fall?
Where is the land that i belong?
For what i love and what i fight?
For being wrong or being right?

Father,
Can you help me when i'm lost?
When i've ruined my life to dust?
My face now washed
Washed by the tears
And now i sail through seas of sorrow...

So, where should i go?
Where is the land that i belong?
For what i love and what i fight?
For being wrong or being right?

10-19 февраля 2015


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