Glory of Decay
I saw the last blood drop on the dead roots
Refusing to die.
The voices of people faded away into the wash
And I remained alone in the beach.
Does death look like a beach?
That was life, just a lightning.
Αnd time is now a dried river.
And here you are, out of the world.
Waiting. Having nothing as you should.
Having all that you need.
You exchanged this shelter with your youth
And you dwell in the heart of this moment
That refuses to die.
You are waiting to be returned to life
And this waiting lasts more than your old life.
You feel like you felt in the beginning,
Pure Strong Certain
I was there and you stood beside me.
Do you remember those days?
For a while we dreamt together
And forgot ourselves and the world.
Do you remember that precious time
in the heart of the battlefield?
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