In the howling silence
a blind angel descended into Earth
he put his fingers on your mouth and eyes,
and stole your last breath
The empty face of the full-moon
has broken to thousand of painful pieces
Requiem For A Wingless BirdIn the howling silence a blind angel descended into Earth he put his fingers on your mouth and eyes, and stole your last breath The empty face of the full-moon has broken to thousand of painful pieces |