A Pocket Size Sun
Robin goodfellow
Dianae, my muse
Morpheus in my heart
Your sand in my veins
It's a deeper kind of slumber
What is universe anyway
But a pouch of silver coins
The intense breathing
Of a dying animal
A foreboding of afterlife
Master keys in oaken chest
The somewhere is mine
And from there I'll continue
All I asked for was a little love
Meet me on the other side
Where as a rose I will wake
Though blind I'll follow every step you take
Dianae, my muse
Dianae, my solitude
Cease to exist, rise to exist no more
It's a deeper kind of slumber
Dark End of the Street
I saw what happened close by.
Everybody saw, but nobody was
about to react
We turned a blind eye to this cruel slaughter.
My soul is crying, is yearning for vengeance.
For murdered children, for raped women,
For tormented and executed men.
Why were they doing it,
Why were they killing like animals?
Lord, why did nobody stop them?
My heart is bleeding, I pray for peace on our
EARTH
My soul is crying, is yearning for vengeance.
For murdered children, for raped women,
For tormented and executed men.
I saw what happened close by.
Everybody saw, but n
Everybody saw, but nobody was
about to react
We turned a blind eye to this cruel slaughter.
My soul is crying, is yearning for vengeance.
For murdered children, for raped women,
For tormented and executed men.
Why were they doing it,
Why were they killing like animals?
Lord, why did nobody stop them?
My heart is bleeding, I pray for peace on our
EARTH
My soul is crying, is yearning for vengeance.
For murdered children, for raped women,
For tormented and executed men.
I saw what happened close by.
Everybody saw, but n