So Frail
Quelle: Spotify
While the reflection of past scars
Still faintly shines, still weekly whines
A new flame dawns, calm and pale
Surrounded by a white glow, but so frail
It enlightened my deafened scream
Where hatred was reigning supreme
Thus switching ways, inverting nights and days
And breaking the walls of my rational maze
Of my past, there remained only a heavy ruin
Finally allowing my cold self to breath in
Of my plans of a slow succumbing
Silent smokes were now escaping, from their ashes dying
Down below, deep under my skin
A cold hole, not meant to be filled in
A secret place, where no light had ever made its way
And where each color would have turned to grey
Right next to that cavity, a dead battering in a lonely grave
Carrying life as a moribund soul for continuity would crave
But its slow pulse one day you troubled
As its shameful cadence you entered
I am the monstrous soul, The one that never drifts but always crawls
Lend me your wings so we can fly
And reach the welkin high
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