The darkest times
Will come again
And evil drinks
My blood from vein.
But ain’t fool
And they’ll drink
My poisoned blood
Cause they don’t think.
The only dream
They have in mind
Turn off the fire
They have inside.
My time’ll come
They kill me but
In them will be
My poisoned blood.
The venom kills
Their dirty souls
And throws them all
Into black holes.
The darkest times
Will go away
But many lives
They take on way
And lots of tombs
Where heroes lie
Tell us they’ll never
Never die. |
"But ain’t fool
And they’ll drink" и
"My time’ll come"
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