woke up at the wrong side..
Friday, January 6th, 2006Behold, Poseidon rise the golden sphere from the abyss
A hint of another promise of red twilight in the end
Time to begin another venture for the holy grail or the golden fleece
In the middle of the great kingdom, still i longing for the drops of rain
All i can feel is just salty breeze
Could it be void is the answer to my past sin?
The sound of black noise turn my scream into a hollow seed
Crown of thorns to make you bleed
Burn my coffin’s nail, sit on my battered wooden chair
I know, i know.."Who cares?"
