On June 1, 2010
Stay where you are, over the real,
in all of them, no matter what
do not forsake a safe place of secrets.
Compensation,
you became a culmination
of their defense
against the ugly dream.
In you they live, in you they die, all the souls of desperation,
they''ll burn in you even when their eyes fire out.
Your soul is great, your heart is pure,
put it in the sky so they can warm at it,
and then say and play that you would give anything,
a kingdom for a friend
just to hide your face for a tiny
moment
Servants and little people cursed you to wear
an eternity in yourself.
To wear a words in your chains,
to amuse them when need it
to sing when they hear it
to dance and glance
, and all parades rumpus,
to pull out of your sleave
in front of their god and king
Then serve the orison
and his flesh display
ok!
while you have yourself at the solicitate
dont say a thing
let sea rovers brake and take
and play 2time,wdeal slick
flick the gold and then fold.
poor king!
but just keep on
dance and let us have fun, a whole
ship of it
we just having a revel under the Jack,
we want you to come
but there! you have a tool king
to feed and all his ugly dogs
- and dont say you love it and forgive;
dont say you care for a captain
who shore you away.
please,dont say....
There is the cobalt sky above their heads,
in night
shattered light down the road,
grooved rocks on shore
keep a distant silence,
the dark
and moonlight moans on that they see on the sea
behind the glitter palace.
Compensation,
sleep their soul , you are
the culmination of their beautiful dream.
