Exhumation My Depression
An isolated shadow lying peacefully on an endless heaven a corrupted soullonging for immortality a filthy mind fed with delightful dreams Players in a game somehow I feel unable to get involved Tender blue invests the scene with a kind of lyricism I try to find peace within ancient rhymes that cry of anger Needing auxiliary channels of life shaping a visionary company of love inviting you into my depression Sadistic green completes the atmosphere of decay I won't find peace in ancient rhymes that cry of anger
