Painsoul

Painsoul with crying heart
In the severe world of broken dream,
Wanders as a shadow and not be warmed
In silver shine of the cold moon.

Forces in struggle for rescue are spent,
Temples of heavenly dream are destroyed.
Crash of all earthly blessings determind by the destiny.
The Painsoul has swallowed in blood.

Centuries pass, but pain does not subside.
Where is eternal happiness on a joint of times?
Who operates here by us as dolls?
Have we a choice is it cancelled?

What is the essence of our life in?
Where to take forces to survive?-
Wandering shout of the exhausted soul.
Forgotten in a chasm again without the answer.
But souls are immortal, and can live eternal.