The dream of our youth is up ahead Life has become a burden Move in circles of suppressed despair Waiting for the sun Upturning stones to find evidence That hides in the recesses of our hearts Written decree of the loss Carrying the faith in the cross And the cold years are coming For the victims of the longing Out through the doors of starvation Into the wraith of damnation Where the bitter winds are singing For the victims of her longing Carried a lie through squalor The evil need to dominate and raise hell Gives birth to an anger inside We can control this The blood of departure in our tracks Drifting from our empty left home Your hand reached out to hold mine But youre grasping the thin ice Asleep in the rain It shallows again The ghost in my head Has forgiven me and lifted its curse upon me
Posted on: Sat, 27 Dec 2014 22:26:10 +0000
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