Abased by my grief, the troubled mind I bear, drags me down the abyss of endless loneliness. Enlight the reek in which you dwell. You re the weak your
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See the sun you left dawning into the black sea into me In my heart, this painful sea a sea of spite, all that is inside -set me free! For evermore,
Now the snow just as might lay cloaking all the remains shrouding of all the wounds and sores of losses and fatigue with pure, white amnesia The shrieking
Summon the winds and swear If ever my God you were Like silver in the morning-fields I'd give my life for you I do not exist I am but two eyes and a
I kneel to you I bow to you faithfully I bid you long farewell but spit out my name, you will come yield to me I yield to you You lay as though dead
Behold the truth of our demise. Out of ruin we ll arise. We ll rise from darkness, from burden - to light with joy. Oh beautiful valiant, take us from
When I weep on your shoulder you caress me with the warmest embrace Tears are not a comfort but truly a great suffering Scarring of the soul a reminder
Time to depart and breaking the seal Pour red wine and the softest of lips Oh, wish me well and I go Tower your strength, an ascendance to hell Cut me
When nightfall class the earth, shadeless flowers sleep. Mankind lies in emptiness, all the mourners weep (in silence). We stride towards sick winds,
Bringer of rain, mother of heaven's tears 'least you hide my own, least you hide I swear you touched my heart A thousand aeons worth of hopelessness...
A weeping procession moving through the snow Silent pale faces, perceptible pain Winter silence, terrible tranquility Cold eyes starin' far away Mirrors
This is the sound of a dropping bomb After years of this are we still all content? With being pawns in war game chess Shuffled by King George and his
You could end everything right here, finish it off and disappear, isna??t it great to have the choice, quiet it down and stop the noise, we know those
Funeral The last obsequious rites With filial devotion commit this body to the night Funeral Mark this passing Show your anguish Cast your handful On
Naaah I can't do this shit y'all my stuff home Gotta nigga name all lit up This ain't the first time this name all lit up Man y'all niggaz realize man
(john cale) Virgin mary was tired So tired Tired of listening to gossip Gossip and complaints They came from next door And a bewildered stream of chatter