Kevätpörriäispoem

Avataanpas toukokuun postaukset keväisesti pörrääväällä ja yltiöpositiivisella sepustuksella ;-]

Woe To Hope (At The Gates Forevermore)

Walk through this deserted shore

take a look to the crimson horizon

gaze the purple haze and ignore no more

Who threw the first rock and made the first move

was it you or was it me

in the end it really doesn’t matter

can’t you see

Minutes went by and became hours

there’s nothing left to vanish anymore

you once thought it all was ours

still we dwell on this sandy shore

What we seek and wish for

only fool’s hope to die for

praying forgiveness at this rocky door

the burden for you and me

at the gates forevermore