Bilo mi dosadno...
Burning with passion the crimson Sun lay
Fiery blaze of clouds above marking the end of day
The sun died out in sadness and reddish haze
And a new time came to take on untrodded ways
Out came treacherous Luna cold like a mountain river
Shining upon tips of leaves, wrapping them in silver
The cobweb of light trapping trees in freezing glimmer
Silent stars above, just a distant, bright shiver
And thick, black clouds engulfed the Moon
Behind the mountain peak it's light died soon
Like a ghost it left behind just a pale-white loom
And stars glimmering in silverish, cold gloom
In the dark a vile chant was crooned
And the stars died out as in a swoon
Then white hands rose from the frozen ground
And the soft voice turned to a terrible sound
Before me the evil undead did rise
Skeletal faces and horrible, red eyes
Led by the hand of the black mage
Weaving his magic into blood-thirsty rage
As I turned for a way out, looking and searching
They walked towards me, limping and lurching
I ran from them, trampling blue wolfsbane
Only hoping not to go insane.
Throught the flowers, bushes and trees
I ran forever, it seems
Only hoping - this is just a dream
After the dark an cold, the warm Sun did rise
And once again did it's soothing light fill my eyes
But despite the bright day and burning shine
What was I will remember until the day I die
Post je objavljen 07.09.2007. u 23:15 sati.