domingo, 6 de marzo de 2011

Let my eyes talk instead of my voice

once more i fell the cold in the night
sign that everyone is far behind
once again i found the blade in my hand
shining all trough my life
my eyes like fire see the future
my blade cold like ice cut my past

my eyes and my blade together
they have made my present
turn it into an eternal struggle
that will end only the day I die

look to my eyes cold now, lifeless
without emotions
the eyes of a captive wolf

the eyes of one wolf that it's losing his very spirit . .

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