Alas is death here once again
To seduce the weak into the embrace of sleep
After all sorrow gleams through darkness
and I can lay down to rest again
One withering mind can't overcome the beauty
of a dance that delivers hope to fools
Crawing for light into their black eyes
soon to die in the arms of a sleeping life
Come and feel the poverty of a forlorn fantasy
An empty empyrean drowned inside your soul
One extended minute of silence befell me
and threw to the slowly dusking dreams a ghastly gleam
Alas you laugh for my misery until your wither
'Cause it's me who dance in the darkness with pain
alone...
I endear the fears I collect from your mind
My empathy for you died as you laughed
for my thousand dreams of buried life
Elysium was always to far from my hands to reach
I storm you down with my fingertips
in a darkness only I can see inside my emerald grief
Due to the elders
I swallow the apple for them to die alone...
Silence draws it's lines infront of dying dreams
as your voice starts with a whisper
and dies with a scream...
As you dwindle through your own grief
Spare me a tear from your dying dream
One extended minute of silence is close to an end
A ceremonial lament for you is sung by those
who never saw your cruel eyes inside the
dark life you fled from in vain
Due to the elders
I swallow the apple for them to die alone with you
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