The loneliness of his soul never saw the light,
from within the darkness,
The death challenged more than once,
in darkness saw pain
But didn’t
surrender,
She is what she is, and now I know, indeed, the color of blood,
passion, pain,from the battle turned into a woman
For Two and a half days we’ve been living the days,
nights on the edge of the abyss
And emerged from it!
For Two and a half days we’ve been living the days
nights on the edge of the abyss
And emerged from it!
A Two days and a half way there is to see how for our destiny!
From his eyes on fire, the weak know they can not run and will see the end
Because She is what she is, the fingers of death,
they inflict and take the souls and fight only
To see his face once!!!!!!!!!
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