No Line On The Horizon

Никита Сверчков
I cannot see past the horizon
The stars seem bleak at bloody dawn
No clear spot to lay my eyes on
Blaze will devour every pawn

The poisoned fog leaves earth all scorched
The darkness stamped into the ground
You can't undo the scars, just watching
As black snow falls and melts around

Reverberations pierce your neurons
A piece of news a bleeding nerve
They call upon your grief and fury
To make you read and scroll and surf

A newest type of warfare glooming
And teetering on the brink of doom
By locking up the sun, by fuming
With darkened veil of inkish fume

It's reeking, emitting the odour
You risk to never overpass
To flash back to, becoming older,
To find in skies among the stars

A constellation of all vices
No line on the horizon drawn
Return from Aries to Pisces
Into the winter's numbing mourn

It's where the dreamer ends, no wonder
They're spinning up and gaining steam
When there's hell loose in the under,
The hope is nowhere to be seen

I cannot see through northern lightnings
Incinerating things I loved
If there's a way out of these findings
I'd better find one while I might