понеделник, 9 януари 2017 г.

LOST


With blood of unicorn
All over the place
We should keep silence
So we could stay safe

I see your face, you see mine
But what if someone stole the Art of the Divine
No Gods,no servants
Our cruelty and crime
wouldn't be punished 

There is no order and law
In the violence of dark
There is just a small world
waiting you to get lost

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