The Morning Light

by Julian   Jan 27, 2005


When darkness falls on me
I wonder who else is in the dark
What feeling she might be feeling
What forces come through the destiny?
What force of evil am I marked?
Whose life am I stealing?

“Consequence” is just word…right?
There’s nothing left to fight here
At the end of the world is small

In this world there is nothing left to fight?
Emotions that exist is only fear?
Hearing the spirits cry to a call

Nothing in this world exists only to fail
Fearsome monstrous beings, a happy tale
I am weak, not strong cannot fight no more
It hurts in my souls’ core.
No courage…cannot fight
Help me dear morning light

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