Anachronic

Exit From the Universe

Anachronic


Part of me has gone away 
I don`t know what has been born 
On the edges of endless sheet 
Holding my hand don`t wanna be blown 

Fear of unknown won`t prison me 
No words spoken into lonesome shell 
A white curtain falling with me 
Making my exit from the space cell 

I`m lying, your stab in my back, so invain attack 
Now flying, I wonder how easily you could break my neck 

In your darknest hour I`ll hit the light 
But believe me, I`m your best friend 
YOUR GOD 

Flying my way and stars are burning 
Maybe I`m living in someone`s dream 
I don`t care `bout your dumb advices 
No matter where drop-I wan`t scream 

Still I am sure I will find the exit 
And I`ll writing the final verse 
Judging your life by my own testament 
Finding the hole out of universe