Aaen Anima

Enchant Boats

The weight of decision
The weight of pain
The weight of feelings
The weight of grave

Slave of the ocean of his regret
Slave of his rain..

It´s very hard to
Float on two ships
My enchant spirit
My bloody lips

When the boats of decision
Become to recede
Away from them
From place where (they) meet
I have to embark
Only on one
Decide between two ships
Or to get growned
You will reproach your fault
On first or second boat
You will feel the weight of decision
On every boat
You will feel the tear that did not fall down
Endless amount
Of wounding boats
In time of human
Million thoughts

I¨m walking in my thoughts
I´m walking in tunnels
But every decision is