at the black lake of waste
people & people the mans of confest
singing their songs of death
Singing to whom they sing
when they come to the world
with a cry
singing to the black lake of waste
Black lake of waste
the eyes of a man
no love is around him
nothing to crave
just an illusion
that camed from the girl
a girl name fire
a boy name flame
His love makes them crave
Is love makes them dead ?
When I first saw her
she laid in the cold sand
she gave me her body
her kiss to be blessed
venom to kill me
so I won't come back
from the black lake of waste
But now as she gave me her flower
its leaves turn to blue as in her eyes
as in a cold flame.
המציאות הנו מקרי בהחלט. אין צוות האתר ו/או
הנהלת האתר אחראים לנזק, אבדן, אי נוחות, עגמת
נפש וכיו''ב תוצאות, ישירות או עקיפות, שייגרמו
לך או לכל צד שלישי בשל מסרים שיפורסמו
ביצירות, שהנם באחריות היוצר בלבד.
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