andropov

In the time of darkness I´m moving on. To a different place where I belong. In the heat of the battle you need to be strong. To fight the daemons, The chains of your soul.

Lately; the dance on the roses, have made me bleed. While i stept into the thorns I was not aware of, or didnt see.

This red stream of life is making a flow, where I float toward the future and the sight of my dreams.

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