Dusk

Shining in a mistic dusk of one lightning I will awake the sleeping in the sun covered with heat In a mourning of life, majestic in pain In air still rising they go deeper and deeper Eyes of fire in the black horizon rise with rays Sand-glass goes on torturing without hope In a deadly silence souls rest in a shadow Its jealousy does not hide any secrets I put fires that echoes in horizon They howl hungry sending their despair voices up to heaven I will not control my passion I will struggle to bring them up to the sky I will struggle for them to burn in their beauty I will struggle for them to be a thorn in a crown of light I will struggle for them to burn in their beauty I will struggle for them to be a thorn in a crown of light I will struggle to bring them up to the sky They howl hungry sending their despair voices up to heaven I will not control my passion to give life to all senses