If I could only be a Wolf
so wild, so strong and brave,
like Damon, I would rise him up -
the Deadman from his grave.
And I would ask him: “Can You show
the freedom of Sub-mind?”
“You was alive. But now - You dust”.
Don’t make me to remind…
So, he agreed and took his eyes,
he brought the Darkness in.
The Gates I saw and Voice I heard
invited to come in.
I’ve made a step
but didn’t feel the soil under feet…
An empty World which has no Light
don’t make me to defeat…
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So, Father Lord!
Don’t say a Word,
that You see from the “skies”…
how dirty is life?
and how big people’s price?
Wolf
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