Odious

Collected Echoes

Odious


A spark of light in a strange 
Shape like the waves that surround the sight range 
A wounded collected echoes 
Among the Sharp mountains 
The wild star is the face 
That reveals the mask buried in the chosen place 
Weeping over our failure 
With deep silent scream 
A passage to the woods 
Through the freezing night 
Is waiting for you 
To come and bring the light 
Your mirror of the future 
Will reflect the past behind 
And the caves of both of them 
Will devote the secret demise 
Storm! 
My extreme restlessness 
Will suffocate my innocent mind