Oblivion
13 мая 2021 г., 10:34
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Soul Oblivion Mask Revival Soar
The storm of dark oblivion — It's bright inner illusion, Conjuncted mind in obey By heavy stranger way. The mask I wear is real — This wind of light and heal Can't ruin heart belief By quiet lunar breath. With me you dance like ghost In my dream that is lost In universe, in twilight air Of laud words and despair. In dream I want to soar With growing lion roar, I want revival warm sun And never have a run. I want to wash these scars From edges sharp of stars. And maybe moonlight soul Will be forever yours.
