Temple Sad

I'm too weak from thoughts about the death,

from my tears I built the Temple Sad.

All creatures, lost their power

are dying in highest tower.

Ghost are whistling more than wind,

when green eyes suddenly came blind.

Moon is guarding under the gate,

let's cry, let's a sorrow celebrate.

Let's celebrate, it's a sorrow's day,

in this moment everyone is same -

packs of nothing, packs of loosing dreams,

only here really true is seen.

There are any faked smiles,

hurry in a scary hearts,

only wisper of life's end,

let's stay, wake up, celebrate.

Dear hero of living light,

whit dark demons you should fight.

In your come I'm waiting still,

broke my temple and death kill!