Doom Twilight
06.05.2006., subota
in memory of cudna biljka
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Many a night have I searched for an answer Walking amongst the cobwebs of my mind Searching for my mortal soul I left behind I turn my nose to the wind I can smell the fear of millions I can taste their blood on the wind I hunger for the touch of their lips I ache for the dreams that they live I walk alone on the paths of darkness Struggling towards a new tomorrow Standing still Waithing Hoping For someone to come along Someone who understands... |