Syracuse

de Arthur Teboul

Silent winds are carrying the devastated sands
Where shadows twist under curses
A coast forgotten by light
Doomed to carry the mark of disgrace

Here is spoken about endless pain
Where souls are chained without being able to walk
Litus Damnatum profane land
A beach of suffering sealed in damnation

The embrace of the sea reminds me of you
It steals my hope and drowns my faith
In the cold waves the Moon takes form
I am addicted to things that shine
Shine shine shine

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