The Age Of Movement by Rasta

Burning Black

by Rasta· from The Age Of Movement

I have lost all passions, I feel like in misery, I will touch my name And fall� into purity. I know all of master. I was one of followers. Obey the disaster Now� be of my proud! I�m burning! I�m burning black! Come with me, We�ll never back! I�ll break all illusions, I know rules of universe, I pray only one And blow� into rebirth. I go way of silence, I fly to the emptiness. Erase. All the time is Lost� The day we�ve never forget When we rushed to the top Through the time and eternity... The day we�ve never forget When we fell through the grave And became the infinity...