Coma Art

Remission - Black Flag

Candles burn down on the table, broke off the dance of shadows.
In the whirlpool of wine fumes drowned thought about it.
The one that has the best decor of your everyday life,
Music, filled with meaning silly, simple verse.
Fate has filed a mysterious secret sign,
And life depression raised black flag.
Heart to pieces, chest pain does not stop -
It is a life of depression raised the black flag.
There is no funeral processions, grim, soul, depression,
Fair constitutions nekrovavyh revolutions.
No humane reincarnations, parity corporations
Blood drenched not bibles, there is no true religion.
Torn fabrics black holes do not leave a trace,
Just a try to find the cause of their own ills.
Joy paint spilled on the canvas monotonous days,
Write a bright chapter in the book of his life.
Your sins, your prayers, do not step into the abyss,
When life raised the black flag of depression.
Killed by love, in my heart I settled gloom ...
Again life depression raised black flag.
Hope fades and something goes wrong? -
It is a life of depression raised the black flag.
But faith is alive, the whole counsel of your squeeze in a fist
And life will lower depression black flag.

Photographer Model Music Art Draughtsman