Things unknown
Listening to the silence,
looking into the darkness,
searching for things unknown,
full of music, brigth and tense...
Like a blazing, pierching arrow
flying through the blindness,dense,
settling into the marrow
of my senses,
blind and deaf.
looking into the darkness,
searching for things unknown,
full of music, brigth and tense...
Like a blazing, pierching arrow
flying through the blindness,dense,
settling into the marrow
of my senses,
blind and deaf.