Spring Wind

Riot is acting soundless, a horror monumentIn darkness, bury the horizon, ghost fire enrage to hellFlames of anger keep burning the gloomy road to heaven and HadesRepeal the back of nameless silence that totally disgraces upon my sadnessMoaning cruelly in the night, interminate till I dieComplex creatures, go inside the heart of a wasted landA passive thought, looking for a remote illusion that never disappearsIn sign of the time, adherent the shaking body pour into the dark nightMy agitation sneaks into the night, life as cold as a hard stone in fantasyLook on passage of time, never ending embellishment in my heartVacillating lonely shadow, prisoner of your heart, have no returnI read myself silently, lonesome and fool away in springwind's dance of deathThe gloomy thunderbolt and lightning shine on the crude abodeSpirit in maps with the deep dark eye, icy tears in snowy nightA shout out screaming that echo's ringing in the thousands of magical labyrinthsThe cry of anger from a thriller seems like a hunter losing his way in the forestShining glow of sunlight, come into a sudden deathTorrent of destiny, drifting down to the precipiceFlicker of echo, reach for the hazy moonlight and milky way in spring windThe glorious memory, fly high to an endless galaxy, to light a brilliant dead fire