quinta-feira, 21 de agosto de 2014

The Dark Harvest

Heads are falling on the floor
Masks shattered from inside out
Hurt so much
Pain and suffering
Into this block walls

I've fallen and still begging for more
It's just a matter of time before I drop out
From death the touch
From life the blowing
We all into this great fall

Survive pilgrim!
See the morning dew of life again
Survive my brother!
Sun light must touch your heart
Survive comrade!
No one of us will be late
When the times comes to the end
The ground opens and the skies bend

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