Xhaher
I'm in the abyss edge, betrayed and disappointed.
There's no reason for tying me to the organic.
I want to change ... from the matter to the energy.
A pure gloom's feeling, pushes me to the darkness.
Colours have turned into grey,
Tears are the clouds, which hide the stars.
Begins the red rain, but I don't have fear
Agnostic winds whisper in my ears, erasing my blame.
I'm just a dry leaf ready to fall, and the winds of july drive me to my destiny.
