Thursday, September 18, 2008

Makka

You find yourself on the crossroads, standing.
Your eyes are looking for an old gray raven.
His flight will guide you to an ending.
He'll lead your soul on a path to Heaven.

Your weaken body will dematerialize,
setting your eternal soul free.
Like the bird, your soul flies.
Within the light, it disappears...

2 comments:

Gil-galad said...

Ovde fali samo zvuk gitare u pozadini! Odlično, čoveče!

Dejan Pejčić said...

hvala... :)
zapravo, "Makka" zamalo da postane lyrics u jednom techno treku, ali je u poslednjem trenutku iskrslo da tako ne bude... što je, možda, i dobro, jer bi tamo bila u drugom planu...
a posebno mi je draga...
ako sviraš gitaru, izvoli, voleo bih da čujem tvoju ideju ;)