Black on the throne

Стихотворение / Лирика, Поэзия, Мистика, Психология, Философия
About fantasy reality or human soul. This lyric not for "light reading". Its not so easy to keep this in mind or just understand all lines.
Теги: forest fantasy insides thoughts philosophy

The quietest your whisper is the noisiest.  

 

When it's yelling I die.  

 

Then birds like a monsters in forest  

 

Being hit me inside.  

 

 

 

And the devil may cry, and one bird is alright,  

 

Is alright when my heart stops beating.  

 

"Black" behind, "Black" behind! I don't wanna your light,  

 

Through the light I will see how I'm bleeding.  

 

 

 

I'm the mirror this face what hate am I so,  

 

It's telling to me how all bad.  

 

I can't deal with this face, it is mine, ITS MY FACE!  

 

I am telling to me: My reflection so sweet!  

 

But all bodies may say: It is not.  

 

Will you keep fighting this? Will you brave, when it's win?  

 

No, I'm not, but you will, my alone.  

 

You will back me in forest, you will say what I am,  

 

And this bird won't Black monster on throne.

| 59 | 5 / 5 (голосов: 2) | 17:15 22.01.2018

Комментарии

Lyrnist21:50 22.01.2018
The "sorrow" horror and similar ambient lyric... So it looks more clear than the last one.

Книги автора


Isn't it?
Автор: Mekan-shi
Стихотворение / Лирика Поэзия Сказка
About my feelings.
20:05 21.01.2018 | 5 / 5 (голосов: 1)

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