Last Shout Of a Dying Swan
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Soaring in heavens, dark as night
Flying in dreams, as if an angel
Raped by own life
Falling in a chasm of hopes
Last shout of a dying swan
Crying in emptiness and despair
Spilling dark tears of the wounded soul
Betraid by own life
Falling in a chasm of hopes
Last shout of a dying swan
Disappointed in this life
Dreaming to find rest
With a cold sight and dead heart
Looking own death
Not knowing rest
Not felt caress
Sleepless nights looking the death
With a cold sight
Dreaming to find rest
Looking own death
Soaring in heavens, dark as night
Flying in dreams, as if an angel
Raped by own life
Falling in a chasm of hopes
Last shout of a dying swan
Crying in emptiness and despair
Spilling dark tears of the wounded soul
Betraid by own life
Falling in a chasm of hopes
Last shout of a dying swan
Died in loneliness
Not knowing rest
Not felt caress, in an empty life
Flied in dreams
Fallen in a chasm of hopes
Last shout of a dying swan