Tragedy
(Indisponível)
Daylight
The sun bleeds
Beams burst as thunder
Nature seeds
Withers under swampy mud
Night
The moon weeps
Isn't glad with existance
All life sleeps
Stunned through natures inheritance
I look in the eyes of the sun
It's samed and turns it's back
On me
I hear the cry of the moon
It suffers and wants to be
Free
It's a tragedy
Tragedy.
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