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czwartek, 5 grudnia 2013

Red Head

  Red Head





We travel between
Planets
You've new dvide
It's new  divide !

Mystic land
Plastic desert
And
Highest trees
Darkest wood .
 
Their blue eyes
Always they shone
Gloomy home.

Red Head shines
For his children
Red Head makes
New minds.

Powerless is
Every little hand
Red Head
Throws  shadows.

Planet was
New left
New field

Nobody won't
Listen to but
Everybody's  here.
And
They light  fair

Death finds losers
Death was Red Head
Losers fall of
Black Blood

Everybody's
Looking for
Bread but
Everybody's  find
Famine.

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