segunda-feira, 15 de junho de 2015


Just a shameless lie
You left me to die alone
Now I lurk in the shadows
In the bleakness of this illusion

A brave murder they tell
A lonesome victory of the fallen
Do you feel me whispering at your side?
A sweet phantom eyes veiling your sleep

And so I mourn, defeated
A lament echoes in this vile silence
It’s still life calling my name
It’s still love mourning in my grave

And so I feed of darkness and solitude
Hear my chant, can you hear it now?
As the wind blows the healing sounds of the morning
I dive deeper down in the funeral ground


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