Piercing Mist

Do you have this hole in your chest
In which the wind sings its whistling song?
That makes you lose all the things which are best
And bleeds and hurts for oh so long.

Our blood doesn't unite us
But it will always feed the soil
The soil we stand on just like in the past
With hands so weak from this hardest toil.

Wrapping ourselves in the mist of words
Losing ourselves among the mirrored smiles
We forget that all the doors will someday close
And that we don't have that much time.

There will never be peace
While we're at war with ourselves
Until we are complete
As long as we hide our wounded hollowness so well

Looking on life through the looking glass
And pretend that we don't see a thing
Time runs out first and it runs out fast
And it knows best how to make you sink.

Everyone can wake up at the very bottom
Where darkness clings so tight that it blinds the eyes.
But no one's walk of life is defined
We all can try not to lose this priceless gift of life.



Credits
Writer(s): Sergei Kopytin
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