Secrets Comments on self
Not even the bitter taste of defeat...
Not even the illusions you can create...
Not even the feelings...
There for i look at the skis and wonder when it will end...
The sound of an enemy getting closer...
The sound of swords...
But maybe i don't want it to end...
Then why i hunger for peace?...
Why i want to see huge plains of green grass?...
I think it might be the balance of nature...
It can't be...
I tried to seek the secrets of life...
I felt that cold blade piercing my heart...
I know what you are... Your an illusion...
I smile while i touch the blood on his sword...
I can feel that cold steel moving back slowly...
I have been hated...
I have been killed...
I found something...
The secrets of death...