TWILIGHT
Grey city's still sleeping in cradle of rain
And seemed to be free from this mad endless pain:
It's almost like heavcen from bright peaceful dream,
Where souls of the saints sing prayers to Him
And bless every star above Jerusalem...
My spirits of darkness, please, save me from them!
I'm scared of the freaky newborning sunrise,
Unmasking my curses and each of my lies.
I'm hiding from angel, who's looking for me,
From damned human mercy and justice I've seen,
When each day of life was the biggest mistake
I have somewhen made and I could ever make,
Being learning the Bible of thousand false Gods
Until the Last Judgement and since the Great Floods,
Imagining love in the clothes of the hate,
Declining the Devil, the death and the fate...
But Real God is fire of deadly sins,
The force and the war we'll all be killed in,
So I beg you, twilight, to cover my heart,
As cross that did bless it is drowned in the blood