Anathema Judgement
Asleep is the rose, in tired innocence... dreaming time away. Secure in the comfort of slumbers faint embrace. Blissfully ignorant, unaware of the imminence... Recurring memories emerge from the deep... of old secrets unforgotten sleep. They sink beneath the surface just long enough for you to breathe. Then return to choke you when you wake up alone. Shredded inside... there's one place left to turn. A long-term problem, a temporary remedy, but f..ck it all anyway you can pretend to be happy. So many years of pathetic lies, empty promises and unfulfilled dreams are scattered like dust into the winds. Looking for the sun that eclipsed behind black feathered wings. Tomorrow never comes, there was only ever one day... but now it's too late. The inequity of fate The pains of love and hate The heart-sick memories That brought you to your knees And the times when we were young When life seemed so long Now you are left alone Where did it all go wrong Day after day You burned it all away (and it's too late) All the hate that feeds your needs All the sickness you conceive All the horror you create Will bring you to your knees
