Rabu, 07 Januari 2009

Unsound Love

I am a warrior princes, out with my blade
My king wanted me to win this battle
With cold strike I bluntly overtook
Here I am now staring a field of empty souls essence

A blood smell breeze befogs my winking eyes
The malodorous vicinity comes to my awakening
Only filthy feelings composing this bitter heart
In the name of love I lead this war
What kind of love harvests so much pain

Love, hate and war, I resent all
In the end they false you all
Cause mortals would always have flaws 
Don't blaspheme with love, who are you to think that you can recite love?
Look at me now, stranded for love of my king

Only now the shattered lives whisper to me
Have a good life, have a good faith
Love and hate are only for the naives