Thirdmoon Livid
i wonder why your mouth is forced to say "i love you"?
i am entwined by a dead man behaviour
incinerated terms of sadness has been conquered
the loss of fairytales must be definite
may I ask you one more, question concerning sadness?
what is hell and where do i belong to?
the scars must be created.......
i feel the demon and my soul is divided
is this the place where tears collided
the grave is open and the flowers are waiting
now its time to declare my feeling
i fear the new pain
as i stare at withered trees, i reckon something i
shall miss. but at the same time, the torrent of hatred
i entwine.
disunited, soul erosion, abandoned thoughts, a new
man was born
repentance - forgiveness - shall be to late, i will
be livid
all broken, what shall remain? i finally will be dead!
as remembrance i hold hatred, grief and emptiness
my pale corpse will dwell drowned, or something
related
this world bestow a glance of bitterness
