Your senseless theories are rising once again Causing pain within my mind - I'm losing the control But in the kingdom to come Behind the seven seas...
Death - Awaking from a dream what we also call life Life is not real - only Death is When the Curtain has descended The Nightmare is OVER!
Darkness fills the life Covers the tired mind like the darkest damnation anxiety, oppression a wounded soul manages to escape from exhausted body, from
... peace of mind... in death In emptiness... I focus my thoughts on my life In death I have the time to think of the past Solitude... won't break
Into the life after death where all is said and done where sanity is forgotten where humanity is gone Into the abyss I fall Arising Evil is all I see
Dark eyes meet in a black corner of the earth Hate burns scars within our minds False shall be separated from the true The moment of departure follows
At the primitive times when the earth was born Generations came and went lived in ignorance Somewhere in the Darkness of Time lies open the ultimate
First came the wind, dark clouds and the storm Then came the snow which covered the ground white We saw them descending from clouds from the Bloodred
The wings of Death - unfold me and ease my pain Death... comes as a relief... ...from the mortal suffering... ...young again... ...travelling into the ageless time Memories of his past
The scars in the wind Guiding my path to the dark The breath of the silent night Approaching from a distance Wings I cut a thousand cuts Streams run (
cap Strolling down the runway to an "F" (never has he ever looked as lovely...the one and only) With all the others watching eating paste and plato He
thing (same thing) Copy paste Copy copy, paste Trying do it how I do it, they can't do it like me (like me) Copy paste Copy copy paste copy paste paste Paste paste paste paste
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The ghosts of past failures Facing the reality Of our own imperfections The waves crash without warning Overwhelmed and short of breath Never able to
Should I really have to coax nothing but a half a heart that comes and goes, but never really stays? Will desperate words from a desperate song do anything
Rising their hands higher Back into the past from the night of time Back to the dark Rising their hands higher Back into the past from the night of time
Dream away, got to dream away Got to make my head breath I can't sit here and moan Got to grab my strings of hope Try to make them shine I'm sick and