die Regierung der Zeit

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Running, running
I kept on running
Seems like someone is watching me
He followed me around
Everywhere I go

What does he want from me?
Did he wanted to possess myself
Or just making me as his tool?
I don't know

I supposed he wanted a revenge
For the dark memories
That I'll never recall

Honestly,
I still regret those damn memories
I could say,
I'm not having that sign on my left arm (anymore)
(But) I do believe, karma does exist

I wish he could take me back to erase the memories
Change the history
Help me, I'm helpless
He always pulling me forward

Until I got exhausted
I decided giving up
I'm falling down into the ground
Looking at him for the last time

He stops following me
And dropped three swords from his hand
My soul flees into the sky

"Auf Wiedersehen, meine Zeit"


A/N: Tumben Author nulis pake bahasa Inggris,  nulis puisi gaje ini lagi...ya sudah saya minta beta dan kritik sarannya.