Cold Night For Alligators Black Swan
Breathing in all this waste
Luck was stolen away
Slowly I am feeling oh so numb
Black Swan
As I walk barren fields a black swan does appear
Petrified, I captured just a bit too late
Lost way, you are condemned
Protested but you guided
Thoughts were only false freedom
A new light to existence, a new day arisen
A living hell in my head
Finally, a moment to myself
I need it to find some sense
Moments like this changes ones priorities
Capturing your will, just a bit too late
Black Swan
Thoughts were only false freedom
A new light to existence, a new day arisen
A living hell in my head
Finally, a moment to myself
I need it to find some sense
A path of solace, new adventures laid to rest
Harmony shown in gratitude, last breath
Body sighs from relief, sinuous thinking freed
A farewell, a last serenade, farewell
Eyes too shivered to see, skin on skin, againg leaves
Among us, smell, thoughts, life will be
Black Swan