Sun is going down and day has going.
Moon is rising up and night has coming.
The Moon is flashing in the sky.
A face is formed by the moonlight,
So indescribable and strange, that's
Watching the city and our acts.
Moon is flashing, I'm looking to the sky.
Moon still illuminates all the ships and the city.
Tomorrow behind the hills,
The Moon gonna go down,
The Sun gonna rise up,
And the cycle still.
What the next night will bring?
Could be sadness or another feeling.
Tomorrow behind the hills,
The Moon gonna go down,
The Sun gonna rise up,
And the cycle still.
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Malleus Maleficarium (from Dead Scrolls)
PuisiAnthology of my texts written between 2000s decade years inspired by metal songs, medieval culture, renaissance, depression, force of will and wishes. English isn't my primary language, so, sorry any mistake or wrong use of expressions. Enjoy It! CR...
