Castles of my thoughts
In the quietly withering castle...
in a thirsty time of change.
An ash colored me...
is just vanishing slowly.
Need to die..
Gather the stars..
And building a castle of sand.
Where I utter a soft prayer...
Ambushed by those footsteps.
Falling into dust...
Flowing away...
in a thirsty time of change.
An ash colored me...
is just vanishing slowly.
Need to die..
Gather the stars..
And building a castle of sand.
Where I utter a soft prayer...
Ambushed by those footsteps.
Falling into dust...
Flowing away...