Astray From Sorrow To Sorrow
Like an endless wander in the path of gloom.
Wander, hand-in-hand with my own enemy.
The enemy that fills my deepest thoughts
and slowly suffocates my deepest dreams.
I walk in the light of darken sunset.
Trying to reach the dream what I've never seen.
With the cold and stormy wind, my aim is harmonized.
As far as the snow hears, from sorrow to sorrow...
Until the last tear of despair has frozen and covered with snow...
From sorrow to sorrow...
Did I wait too long? Too long to regret?
Did I go too far? Too far to return?
Did I see too much? Too much to forget?
Did I suffer too early? Too early to get away?
Despondency - filled my mind before I woke up and
realized that the enemy has become as a part of me and
romantisized mind was just belief in my own lie...
And so the pieces has found and joint together - the enemy inside.
Going astray, as a free. Awaiting cold night to be
together with darkness. Together with emptiness.
Trying to flee, as a fantasy. Much longer as I can see,
alone in emptiness. Alone in wishfulness.
With blood I draw the symbols to snow to see direction where to go.
With aim that never dies... With belief of own lies...
I thought, shall I follow this silence to end to reach the sorrow's
embodiment. With fear in the skies... With grief in my eyes...
I raise my hands and go down on my knees.
I hear the silent whisper of sadness within the wind.
This is my victory, this is my end.
I'm sinking under snowdrift and falling asleep. Forever.
Until the last tear of despair has frozen and covered with snow...
From sorrow to sorrow...
