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In the darkest hour In a lonely night With the roaring thunder I begged and cried Drowned with the tears and words That Whispers through the wind Caress of the cold to my skin, It burned me to ashes, Then bring me to death In a stormy night The devil's rise I let it in, i let it burn, Engrave me my name Cut deeper into my arm, I found home in the chaos But to whom I search my soul? I am a fallen I am doomed Shutted by everything And now I became the pieces that cannot be connected Maybe, I'm a dead living Afraid of dark But much afraid of light Dwelling in a war of hope Wake me with the sky so blue And the moon so bright Hug me with the tenderness i must feel, Teach me the words to show, Plant me the heart i need. Then, Let me grow, Let me live Help me out.
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Oct 8, 2018
Oct 8, 2018 at 10:22 PM UTC
Scream of A Fallen
In the darkest hour In a lonely night With the roaring thunder I begged and cried Drowned with the tears and words That Whispers through the wind Caress of the cold to my skin, It burned me to ashes, Then bring me to death In a stormy night The devil's rise I let it in, i let it burn, Engrave me my name Cut deeper into my arm, I found home in the chaos But to whom I search my soul? I am a fallen I am doomed Shutted by everything And now I became the pieces that cannot be connected Maybe, I'm a dead living Afraid of dark But much afraid of light Dwelling in a war of hope Wake me with the sky so blue And the moon so bright Hug me with the tenderness i must feel, Teach me the words to show, Plant me the heart i need. Then, Let me grow, Let me live Help me out.
Even when the road is rough we must still look at some point to put hope in ourselves.
carlota
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Oct 8, 2018
Oct 8, 2018 at 10:22 PM UTC
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