Let Go

hense the mystery of what gathered we have gone imply in this mystical cyle that choosen thrive stings indent its horrible fluid mixing, blending our tears crawl below our face in a universal rainfall each spec connect a happiness we have so for lost we realize what has become in our natural hearts let go to what we know let go to what we cry let go to how we are let go to how we die we all known the withering can't complex memories for our ghosts inside each weep they love us alone letting go to what we hold dearest freedom for our loved deceased now our golden paths brighter than any star and our hope filled with raptured sympathy..we never forget let go to what we know let go to what we cry let go to how we are let go to how we died let them fly let them all rest let them all fly to an eternal bliss