They tried to overtake me,
They wanted hurt me and my mind.
Whose idea best to judge me?
I will prove my fate so blind.
Those ghosts don`t wanna let me go.
I fear them as my tomb to see.
Oh, death, just let me know,
Whenever farewell to be.
The curtains have been closed.
Future won`t be real.
The little devils just to come,
But soon will disappear.
They won`t me back my life.
They crave my soul and blood.
And if I pray to God,
I`ll sink into the mud...
Scary Shadows Of My Past Still Alive
© Copyright: Марина Кучерук, 2016
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