Master of the Otherworld
It is not the fault of the stars to shine.
Glimmering over the darkest hearts.
Neither you are the dark nor the light,
I am always be with you. Eternally.
Because the sky is everywhere.
I won't wait for a second chance
to chase the sky to fall,
in the village of mourning,
waiting for a murderous being.
A being that kills my Panther heart.
I fear nothing,
even the quest of falling debris of sadness.
Even after I talked to the pouring rain.
After the darkness fell
in the broken windows of betrayal.
I am no innocent man,
listening to a whispering dead heart.
Through the silence of the sea,
I can hear your heartbeats.
It never lies of truth.
The truth of an open secrets.
I could be a master of the otherworld,
a dream walker, and a magician,
narrating my world in the book of life.
Never I go back to pick the pieces of ill heart,
fell from the hell. And every bit of my loneliness,
I wanna spend to praise Him.
Only Him.
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