Dark Reality Moping Carol
Oh grief, oh pain, delivering me to hopelessness, oh selfabsorbing perverse lust that turns me on this hell to bless this rigid life of disincentive I've begun provides the cage of frozen time that keeps my mind from going on solum permaneo in velamene lapideo qiud ipse sustineo No hands to clutch, no consolation assistance all in vain for my soul lacks will to join salvation depths of indolence, oh shelter my intellect keep me from reflection that may urge a useless force to act Got a brain with dancing shadows got a face with lightness eyes when I'm searching for connexion with no hope to realise Activity is useless for you've no chance to succeed every strive for alteration is their mockery to feed
