the dark hours is still young
collecting memories for time to keep
diverse and all as they may seem
into the heavens they may soundly sleep
.
gather forces into your hands
offer them to the space beyond
wrathful outrages collected at my feet
all the lies that needs to be undone
.
prepare the Hell if the Heavens refuse
both portals of devils and angels on the loose
sinners on the left saints on the right
repentance will come when the moment is ripe
.
you have reveled to the drinks of colored nights
have savored the honey and perfume of twilights
hours have withered stomping feet at the dance floor
forgetting me how can you be so immature
.
lend me your love if chances are nil
a moment with you give at your own freewill
nothing is greater than to be truthful is paramount
stay with me, tell me, if your love still i can count
.
this cold night is nearing its life
the horizon gets less to ablaze in a burning
reach my hands if the love is still there
or walk away, say your goodbye to my morning…
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