It seems that black never dies,
Its servants were always loyal to that darkness.
Clouds are apparently willing to fill up my skies.
A tender winds came gently touching my skin, it carried coldness.
I heard the howling of that beast I once fought,
The beast that had the ability to darken the light,
A light that I would give away my life for it,
A light, that only that angel of mine had it.
I was staring at the horizon, wondering,
I believed that only those unreachable lines had the answers.
Hope, was the only thing I had been needing.
but deception colored my face with scars.
Its servants were always loyal to that darkness.
Clouds are apparently willing to fill up my skies.
A tender winds came gently touching my skin, it carried coldness.
I heard the howling of that beast I once fought,
The beast that had the ability to darken the light,
A light that I would give away my life for it,
A light, that only that angel of mine had it.
I was staring at the horizon, wondering,
I believed that only those unreachable lines had the answers.
Hope, was the only thing I had been needing.
but deception colored my face with scars.
