"Black Soul"

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When everythink turns gray
don't let your guards down.
Let your shadows to trasspass you,
but try leaving your footprints on the ground.

The silence of your voice could be heard from far apart
as the demons of your past were crawling back to you like dust in the wind.
As you were standing there,your soul drunk in tranquil,there was so much ferocity in your stare,
that could have melt big qualities of steel.

But in reality numb was all you were,
with a senceless heart,trying to fight your own war,
before the fire in your soul would die down and you will fall apart.

All that was left for you was sorrow and pain,
dancing an endless row of moves inside your brain.
And as the battle in your heart and soul wouldn't come to an end soon,
those fielthy creatures from the past
were crawling back to you.

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