"Goodness Produce a single Successor, Evil Spawns in thousands"
"Not all those who Wander are Lost"
"but I don't Want to go Among Mad People"
"Oh you can't Help that, We're all mad Here..."
Last Sona lonly man walks the earth, not quite a strangerLast Son by ~digaman
but a stranger every where he walks
and to him, this world is made of glass
and the people are so tiny, fragile figures made of sand
and every step he takes bring him closer to the questions
that he is too afraid to ask.
is this my home?
is this world have a place for me?
and where do I go?
and where do I begine?
a father tells his son to hide, because people are afraid
of every thing that's diffrent.
and the son, he grows, and his heart it beats like hammers
and his eyes they see it all, and they burn it like a sun
and every day that passes the boy is growing,
and he feels he can no longer hide.
and I gaze at the stars
feeling them gazing me back
and I know that the answears
they lay in the sky.
A father bids his son a last goodby, and sets him off into the yonder
a diying world's last hope of salvation from past crims
and the son he grows, and he hide, and he is lost with questions
and he grows into a man, a man who grows into a god
Pitch black majestyPitch black majestyPitch black majesty by ~jogy-d
השמש החלה גוועת תחת קטיפת הערפל המדמם ברקיע-
נופלת חלל לטובת ערפילי חלום מנומנמים שהופיעו חליפות, מוצמדים באטבים לבריסטול הכחול-עמוק של הלילה.
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