Thirdmoon Slave
believe it, i am broken! with the fall of serenity lies
i cut out my eyes, but i see all moments clear
imagine, it would be you, instead of me, pendulating
hate and mourn, i think it would be you who would
kill me!
hell - what more do i have to take?
the pain goes on and on
through sorrow i embrace the loss of every-
thing we had!
listen to me! i know, all words have been
spoken.
how should i ever enjoy the sun, (when
despair) entwine my heart failure! this all
shall remain!
i wonder if my soul will ever catch the
glare of a morning!
INSANITY
now, its time to leave heaven, to respire
sulphur and hate. the pain of former time
is coming, i shall inhale madness.
