Eternal nothing would be a gift
Why do i spend this time fearing it
It could be a welcomed feeling
I’d let it in
And brush its cheek
Let it enter me--
Bear it.
The river will guide me down
To the hell
......
In a land where shadows dance on whispering leaves,
Where sunlight weaves its tapestry of gold,
There lies a tale of sorrow veiled in beauty's cloak,
A story told in riddles yet untold.
Once upon a time, when laughter reigned supreme,
And joy was but a fragrance in the air,
A lonely soul embarked on life's uncertain stream,
Beneath a sky adorned with dreams so fair.
......
In a land where shadows dance on whispering leaves,
Where sunlight weaves its tapestry of gold,
There lies a tale of sorrow veiled in beauty's cloak,
A story told in riddles yet untold.
Once upon a time, when laughter reigned supreme,
And joy was but a fragrance in the air,
A lonely soul embarked on life's uncertain stream,
Beneath a sky adorned with dreams so fair.
......
Eternal nothing would be a gift
Why do i spend this time fearing it
It could be a welcomed feeling
I’d let it in
And brush its cheek
Let it enter me--
Bear it.
The river will guide me down
To the hell
......