The S.I.G.I.T - Black Summer

You are the summer the scent of the wind blows
Fractured and wander all along this corridor
I am the piper the fierce of the black crows
Disguised and flutter fade out in tornado

No calls to answer so wars left behind
Leave all the burden on my shoulder...Leave all be mine
Dark of the sun, lights from the ground
Sheer of the sound, no one's around

I lean on your side finally lost in fight
And out of your sight to hold you tight
In the night without light...We blind to see