Alpcon.at - #2
Crossing the bridge
Far from home
The sun, it's setting fast
I feel a breath of sadness pass.
The sky's crying red
And I am tired as death
Looking out across flaming clouds
Hanging like blood
Over deep, rushing water.
Time, it's running out
The long dead glow
Before night falls
An anguished scream
Knifes through nature.
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