4am thoughts

She's so pretty  

Under the star light.  

Oh, what a pity!  

I failed the last fight  

Against the sun,  

Now I'm looking for peace  

Limb of my fun -  

Taking on your blow kiss  

Maybe not as expected,  

But only at first,  

At night world's so perfect,  

And my world is cursed.  

It was fallen in sins,  

Like the one who "Brings Light"*,  

Now the scratches on fins  

Back my mind into fright,  

To the darkest desires,  

Forcing monsters exult,  

Like those worshipers  

Grinned in the face of 'occult',  

During making bonfires  

Just to please our Lord,  

In such rates, I am sure,  

Soon we'll end the last chord...  

I'm alone in this city,  

I'm waiting for night,  

All I know – she's so pretty,  

Under gentle star light.  

*One who "Brings Light " – Lucifer