Tuesday, April 3, 2007

Lada

The voice called in the dreamless slumber
A traveller passed through the solitude
The stillness upset; who is this disturber?

My name is Lada, I am here to stay
To walk with you, to feel with you
To lead you; I shall not betray

I’m not a broken promise; not a puppet
No rape, no violence in this silence
Neither hope nor delusions in my pocket

Take my hand and I shall take you away
Far far, where there is no aging; no decay

No; I am to dwell here; to feel the sorrow
Fight the beast and I don’t fear tomorrow

I will take this hollow day
I still have debts to pay.

Blew my mind his intrusion
Left me Lada to my erosion

Oh I wish to meet him in another vision
These attachments aren't worth his division.

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