May thunders and Lightings fall

May thunders and lightings fall upon my bones,
I want to become dust,
I yearn to be home,

Oh heaven! Oh heaven!
Or hell...

Could one of them be my home?

I feel lost in these streets that I have crossed,
I feel like I walked through fire but I did not get burn,
Oh god, I feel. I feel and it hurts!

But it's not my skin that aches,
nor my heart but my soul.
It hurts!

Thus thunders and lightings may fall upon my bones,
I want to become dust,
I want to be home.

Or rather, I want to be nothing,

Just gone

Written by: L.L.

2015-01-27

Original Version:

May thunders and lightings fall upon my bones, I want to become dust,
I yearn to be home,

oh heaven oh heaven
Or hell

Could one of them be my home?

I feel lost in these streets that I have crossed, i feel like I walked through fire but I did not get burn,
oh god, I feel, I feel, and it hurts

But it's not my skin that aches,
nor my heart but my soul,
It hurts

Thus thunders and lightings may fall upon my bones, I want to become dust,
I want to be home

Or rather I want to be nothing

Just gone.