This paper have gone creased of all these dripping tears of mine
but I won't change it so that you'll see my grief
The grey cloudness heaven weeps in its painfull anguish
the mistfilled morning outside is paralysing my mind
my eyes are like to fading ravens on a snowfilled sky
my features are as dying and fading as the rivers of love
This is the pain called sorrow my scream echoes in the night
this is the no-tomorrow my useless everlasting fight
reality bleeds
Snowdressed whispers gently fall down
on silent ground if visions in beauty
...ahh under the stars the ancient trees watch my cry
the horizon is filled with black bird singing moaning songs
as my last breath caresses my lips... watch me leave
Who lays a thought on me now as I lie here forgotten?
my eyes memories have been wiped away
the speech of my mouth can't be awaken no more
my hair which once played with the wind have stopped it's game
Don't wake me up!
More This is the pain called sorrow / to the memory of me
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