The cold embrace of doom

That is lost can be found tomorrow

Angel sign from just knowing the rules

Weeplash strikes to back and still follows

In the game ,that called life, just one loose

 

For new stage no appearance is found

For the spirit it's like a damage

Don't forget that there is also no love

No perfection just virtual stage

 

Chosen still like strike just for count

No retard no forgivance no shame

Still so wispering ghost you'r own crowd

And the silence whatever ,remained

 

And the dawn wont answer for shout

Cause too many for fewer mistakes

You have spent you'r magic - be proud

Not a word for forgivance of sake

 

So there is no doubt

That you gone from a surface of space

Trilled a horror for difficult out

In the end of a pityfull haze

 

And were rise of a sun is about

Only there you acomplish the race

Willed to walk again upon the ground

But it spoilted with many chit-fakes

 

Once decided to live never leaving

But you try to escape far away

What was for so difficultly seen

I hope once you will catch you'r day.