Willingly we tread across the path
Bearing the gifts and duties
We drink damnation on our way home
Certain that we'd find the ruins of yesterday
Certain that the present is no more
Certain that future is just a fruitless dream of a madman or an innocent child
We laughed and drank bottles
Kings and queens without crowns
Rulers of what we are made of
Walking the ruins of empires thought to be eternal
Under the stars that guide us
To various inevitable threads of destinyΑ/Ν:
Τα φιλιά μου στο χάος
Με αγάπη
Άλεξ
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Heart of Cosmos
PoetryΠοίηση. Κάποιες φορές βαρύ άλλοτε όχι και τόσο. Διαβάζετε με δικιά σας ευθύνη.