The Sweetest Death

The darkest of the darkest night;
The coldest of the coldest wind
This is my surrounding;
All are renewing

Walk and walk the shattered path.
Walk and walk with scattered heart!
My hands are bind by tight handcuffs
I am bloody but I feel it right.Deep wounds, deep to the heart
This is all what about.

My eyes are wide open
Still thankful that my thoughts are flowing
I am still free to speak; at least,
I have freedom to sing
The rhyme of the sweetest death

All the tears that I have cried!
All the pains that I have come out with
All the loneliness I have felt
Bring me to the end
Now has come to an end.

The happiest day is coming I guess
As I sing the sweetest death.
There will be no bondage!
Freedom is coming as I completed to sing
With outstretched hand I am free to embrace
As I sing the sweetest death. # posted by Nefhrumaar | 2:55 AM |