heavenly-roads

Driving though a brutalist grey land Where the cold freezes our thoughts And the ice burns inside of us I wish I could be an Angel To help anybody I want Does this makes me that bad? Or am I being just a fool at all? Should I try? The streets are becoming dark And you wave me saying goodbye All I want is to build a fair home Made with love for you to stay on There are good friends near you People who clears your stormy skies I suppose my place is far from you all Like the Angel I tried to be but I died Should I try? Diving into a brutalist grey hell It's okay if you need to cry for help A good sleep did not meet me yet And the falling snow is turning red The city is getting dark While you think about fleeing away All I want is to found a fair homeland Built with the best of my remains For you to be free from any chain