terça-feira, 19 de fevereiro de 2008

As everything was being devastated
She could only touch the ground
And pray for the heavens to save her from death
Her eyes were closed, her mouth was dry
She would never know how to return, for she couldn’t see the path

Her skin was in pain, as well as her soul
For the destruction was just the air
That changed into a wild wind
Her last wish, her last breath
She wanted wings
To fly away from soreness

She cried like a child
Lonely and hurt
Waiting for salvation, hoping to fall asleep
So she would dream and leave

But the pain wouldn’t let her go
She was a slave in that kingdom of sorrow
In that land where everything you have
Is taken from you and destroyed by the ones who follow
Your steps quietly

And so she shouted
Shouted for the demons inside and outside
To go away

But someone heard her whining
And gave her the wings
She thought she could fly
But nothing is what is seems

She reached the sky for one moment
Beyond storm and destruction
It was so quiet and calm
But her wings were burnt
And she fell like a condemned angel
To the disgrace of the same life of blindness, loneliness and pain
With her eyes closed, it’s all the same
She still cries like a child

3 comentários:

Jack disse...

Like a fallen one...

Jack disse...

The Battlefield is lost, all is lost.

Jack disse...

E vc acha que eu me salvo? Ou que ele já não espera por mim há muito tempo?