Transformation
All illusions we claimed too long as our sacred dreams
Were delusion you got upon spine of mine is weak
I fell onto my knees but then my hands
Transformed into paws with claws of blades
And how long should I pass away rage to heal myself?
Every step brings another nail to my blackened pelt
All this roads I can see with my eyes obscured with lust
Lead my soul away till obsidian rooms of Hell
And how long should I pass away rage to heal myself?
Every time leads another prey in my acid trap
Curse you! I run under fur trees in snow
Drinking ice with its thorns still I cannot restore
Curse you! Never again light of sun will be kissed
With lips of creature that lost all its dreams
Darkest miracle mirror as poisoned as heart
Of gone-and-forgotten for damnation and murk
The faceshifting one now I break every soul
With talons as sharpen as mind is obscured
So I run away toward dark trees
Embracing wind with featherless wings
All illusions you claimed too long as your sacred dreams
Were delusion you got upon spine of mine is weak
But how long should I pass away rage to heal myself?
It is better to lost my mind than again be trapped
So I run away toward dark trees
Embracing wind with featherless wings
Darkness arises wherever I run
And time to forgive is completely gone
01.04.2023 - 27.06.2023
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