The hand of Evil

This song was born from a memory, a memory of those that suddenly invade your head and you breathe them again.

Stay well

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x2wirwekwDU


I did not know that a moment

would stole the wind

that held my wings


that a gaze 

could freeze my breath

letting it suspended 

between out and in


I did not know

that everything is smoke 

if I speak

there are no words

to get you out of your abyss

To get me out of your oblivion


And while silence 

grows 

cold 

in my ears

I am still alive and dead

waiting for anything


even the hand of Evil

To break the ice in your eyes

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