I'm in flight like the shadow
Of the fields far behind.
Rushy lakes are the cradle
That is drowned in my mind.

Shaded blur on the wading
Sends light moulder astray
With my fear that is fading
In the end of the day.

Black decline of the sadness
Burns the dust off my track.
There's no sun and no madness,
There's no chance to turn back.

There'll be no pain and tears,
There'll be nothing of night,
But it stays in my sears,
Which can't give me the light.

In the life of disaster
Love was trusted to die.
Wings of gloom as my Master
Left my dreams in the sky.

Walls of ash stand the ending,
Lands are hidden away
With my fear that is fading
In the end of the day.
25.05.2000
by Phyl Tou and Dana Mad

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