Настроение сейчас - OUT OF THE BODY

Rising my head to the face of the fate
I smile upon the world and take out my sword.
It is never too soon and its never too late
To stand up and say your only word.
And so our wild dance of swords and souls
Starts on in just a wave of her hand.
Surrounded by dead, bones and ghouls
Only us alive on this cursed land.
Sparks and blood, wounds and roars -
We fight till one will surrender or die.
Wait, ferryman of Styx, don`t dry oars,
Soon one will be gone and good bye.
You and Me fighting for treasured one,
The Helen of era, new apple of discord.
And both know - only one can be gone
To shadow land death as his escort.
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