Sopor Aeternus Time Stand Still
That little mountain raises (silently) while other dissolve into a plain time redefines itself (irrationally) and falls in sadness grain by grain... "Time heals all the wounds" The two-tongued echo seems to say but nothing, nothing changes still pain remains, won't pass away. I went weak, as I grew old and time itself has made me slow and as I close my hand in darkness a thousand seasons come and go... Mighty enought to cover all and also cruel enough to reveal but the wounds and scars I carry neither force nor kiss can heal... No, Time heals nothing, nothing, nothing spitefully turns away and laughts leaves you half-broken and defiance is only added another scar... Call it "blind" how I am writhing counting hours, centuries the pain it grows and glows in tides unable to vanish, unwilling to cease... No, Time heals nothing, nothing, nothing pushes 'till we're diping into different flesh time heals nothing, nothing, nothing just a polarity of inner flames... Time's finger claw, I'm losing hold there is no hope for me on earth Time either still or maybe rushing in any case it will turn out worse... Time is fleeting, Time stands still it stops for no-one, and we're trapped within thought I may dream of the Light I am falling back into the left-hand side... How I wish that I was dead and rest in final peace but even the Luxury of Death can't cure the wounds Time cannot heal...
