Darkest Sorrow Bears Mortality piosenki

In my head the many echoes of what I said. Uncertain what is was or is. The sun rises once more, I witness: the warmth, the ray, flinching void. I'm still alive, contrary to my plans, it did not feel right, something I might miss. I don't know what...

When the sun dies on streets dry unforgotten the morning rain. With the sun and all candles gone how can you tell in shadows you dwell? Before the upward fall, I stared at a wall, took what I could get: staring at silhouettes. We are a problem preten...

What doesn't kill you won't make you stronger but leaves you crippled in your blood. I'm done with running. I'm already gonna die tired. Finally free, all weight parts. Finally free, nothing that hurts. Finally free, finally free. With the last fl...

This is your only live! Every scar you obtain will last as long as you do! Nothing you do can be undone! There is no savegame, no rewind, no second try! Only the sober reality! Your every mistake is part of you, haunting you! You can never escape! Nor undo! Ev...

We hurt myself, 'cause we can't feel. Thoughts, music, alcohol, memories as well. We are far beyond the point of care. From where I can see – we never were. A needle tied to a wooden strip, bare skin. As the needle impacts, a sharp pain. I know fir...

I lay on my back, gaze at the stars, reminescence my old ways and wars. Dead eyes see no future but echoes and endings. The map i've drawn in details I can't follow, it overflows me upon my fails. Formed by past, deformed now, damned to be. S...

The mask is cracking and reveals the rotten flesh underneath. I can feel the edge, grasp it, breathe out, breath in, hold it; In one move try to tear it down. It hurts, it fucking hurts, it hurts so bad! Yet still there, tangling from the chin. Blo...

The warmth under the sheets, slowly and calmly your heart beats, I hear you breathe, I feel your skin. What a perfect moment to be in. My starring wakes you up, drowsy, you look at me, nearing, smiling, eyes shut, breathtaking beauty is all I see....

The past is a puzzle, like a broken mirror. As you piece it together, you cut yourself, your image keeps shifting. And you change with it. It could destroy you, drive you mad. It could set you free. 

And as the sun rises I stand up and embrace a new day without me. I look at my dead body lying at my feet. I sigh and reminescence: this is what I leave behind. Physically. My mother, maybe father and sister as well. Old loves, enemies, unfinished things. All...