Fear not Death
Deep sleep to rejuvenate...
The black veins of the day
pulse deep inside...
Lost
By Mark Spencer...
(P1)
Time stands still...
I have exiled crimson sunsets,
extinguishing any newfangled flames...
I was a white-yellowish left shoe,
with black and thin laces tied-up...
Let fly with your dreams,
don't try to stop them...
Fogy roads stretched to mark
the distances that were crossed...
She doesn't want to bet clothes
or four people around here...
I've anointed the crown of a babies
mind with dust from a hearted spirit...
Darkness or light,
day or night...
Fall down 7 times, stand up 8.
Sounds nice for an ideal world...