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Lord Azmo

Birds with torn wings are the humans... Flying too low and crashing down... Chanters of autumns... Callers of long winters... Dismembering the wings...

With my broken legs I'll cross these miles With my wounded chest I'll embrace you... With my frozen hands I'll warm your skin... And feed you though

Black is the night... Black is the day... Even the visions are crashed away Come take this soul... Come end this tale... Come save my morning from yesterday

The night has ended... yet the day at birth The past has died ...and sank with the moon I am waiting the light ...staring at the skies No horizon and

Into the center of your eyes... I was staring for along time Searching for a reason to live Searching for a way to walk I found a broken pride I found

Life is circles... lead to you Wild journey with no return Five fingers are not enough To cope it with a smile. Glance the dark in me Just one single

Have some little tears to seize this darkness Another drop of blood will promise that we won't ever leave These tears of joy you will remember And every