I am the wind.
The world's last strike
against dark.
Absorbed in this world.
Because the strings cut too close to home.
My home as you make it.
Our crystal skulls shine bright
into this world that is glowing
now, from your first and final spark.
To set the, sea to move and the clouds part.
I'll touch the invisible world with my wand.
And fly!
The machine heart ticks the same as
your organic dream, except....
my silver sister is here and
you are lost in the storm
of seasons.
The tide shall envenom
the heart of this world.
I'll fight the monsters of
the machine that come out
from the soul of mine.
I'll fight the silver
monster of the silver peak,
and save the light of
her crystal soul.
And storm the world's dark
parts, and remove the dark spot.
Into the eclipse of
a eternity, can you look
the same ones in the eyes
and understand?
- Author: ReflectionShadow (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: January 17th, 2018 23:55
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 29
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