Forgotten
Forgotten , and the age have forgotten me ,
I'm all hope but desperation kills me
No matter how much i live or when i die
i'm the evil and the evil is me
Long i walked in to that hallway of darkness
thinking about my heart's sadness
oh evil spirits poses my soul ,
and leave me darker
More and More
Ahoy , my heart with black tears ,
stop crying ,
and start the dark art
start the art of music
start the symphony of dark night ...
Copyright © Sleiman Al-Hefdhi | Year Posted 2005
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