[pale stanza : Gunnar Mothes / bullet art : The Gallery]

The veil of cloudy mist that covers my subconscious "I"
Just won't get clear to soothe me
There's just no path that's pointing forward across the night
To make me see a light

Because I know so many things remain undone
As all my hope is gone
Beneath your feet,two human feet there dies my pride
And all sincerity's denied

Let tomorrow call
It won't me hear reply
I shall not react
Anticipations now to rest I lay

The veil of cloudy mist still covers my subconscious "I"
There's just no path that's pointing forward across the night

Let tomorrow call
It won't me hear reply
I shall not react
Anticipations now to rest I lay
Now I know it all
But still my pale cuffed hands embrace
The unfading rose

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