Synchronicity
A gentle lullaby
Echoed through the agony of time
Bombarded with illusions
Sung for perfection
Two dreams captured within
Prisoned in the abyss as it always been
Living just to die was your vow
And it was unabated even until now
The truth has already embarked
What for? The prayer you whisper in the winter’s mark
Bounded with lips of justice and grace
Speak of insolent fool with shame
A voice of defeat resonates
Through the days I try to etch your name
The snow will always be there to erase it away
And the words you say was the one I would reiterate
With your eyes flaming like a dragon’s
Scales of ice in your body and mourning for hope
You’re misconstrued beyond that white lie
Heart torn by the scarlet light sky
Within the limit of the cradle of time
Every day of the conflicting day and night
Only one, singing for your sake of infinity
In the midst of the word called… synchronicity
