Сity of tears

21 августа 2011 — Серж Блэйк

The city of tears
Has released the unknown
And devious writhe
Let the truth to be shown.
The scars are like lines,
Between the breakdown,
Don't call yourself liar,
When you come around.
Your streets are so empty,
They're struggle to breath,
Inside your heart is ranting,
You're so hard to please.
The dead end of darkness,
A house of pain,
Once all we were careless
Now bleed from the veins.
The only desire
Is never come back
Into ash of the pyre
As a tearfull attack.

6.8.2011.


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