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Přidejte seThe memory of you
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Sorrow in heart and plea for mercy in your eyes.
What ever people around you were blind?
The feeling of treason, that you felt
and the darkness coextensive in your heart.
As a soldier, who is alone in comparison with enemy.
Suffering fear and unfair guilt.
Your home-folks give you to the deep six,
byt I loved you.
So why you have done it, angel of darkness?
The blood defluent from your wrist
Sharp thing and a moment of sorrow,
you were petite as glass rose
and cruel people powder you.
So long you were suffering even you should have a smile.
Soft floret thrown into dark water of world
In the hearth you prayed in aid,
but nobody wanted help you.
Red roses bloom in memory of you,
the wind blew away your ashs.
I see you when I look towards the sky...
I miss you
So why you have done it, angel of darkness?
The blood defluent from your wrist
Sharp thing and a moment of sorrow,
you were petite as glass rose
and cruel people powder you...