So many stars are fallen down...
The wheel of life revolves around...
My heart is bleeding,there's no balm to heal the sore.
So many days go west in dark..
I wish I had at least a spark
Of living fire that still bright blazing in your core.
Oh,there's left nothing in my heart but chilling murk
For all my life I have been lain in sticky dirt. I wanna rest.Just lie and die.
My heart is deaf to the vital call.
Soulripping pest...Who'll tell me why
Some ones stand tall while others fall
And leave beyond retrieval?...
All have to die beneath the skies.
I do not fall for holy lies
Of paradise where everyone can live for aye.
Life cross now turned to hard to bear.
The winds of death blow thru my hair.
I canna find any dinkum reason here to stay.
I wish I had at least a spark of will to dwell.
Why every thing here brings my soul to savage hell?
