Wind of fire

on

Grey dawn from the ashes of the stone

Every breath burning into my lungs

Life and death, I have to face them alone

Tasting the grace and the poison of their tongues…

Wind of fire

Will you let me see the morning sky?

Just a dim ray of light

Don’t ask why I just can’t ease the eagerness of the night

Pale veil of the skyline

Ashes of the forbidden past

With shivers down my spine

I think of the end of live and the questions I never asked…

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