Fall Of The Leafe piosenki

Gusts of rain outside. Almost sleet. A smart-ass populated pub right next to ground zero. All idiots with ringing ears watch a breath drain away at the heels of a blast. Only a coal of a cigarette alive, twitching outside the bloody window. Outside, where dies...

Came the black Named white Came the dark Named light Came the captors Named liberators Came the wrongs Named rights The bills and power The poisons of printing press The guns and clubs Justice and jails And above all, the frenzy of using all above. There is a...

You raised the window into a frame and said, as the wind against our faces came to a sudden dead halt, something about the mirror. What if it is me staring back? I mean, I have heard them say that even the strongest of armies will die away if shame makes them...

Some autumn morning. Some drops of water to reach the earth. And there was I. Enraptured, bewildered evermore. Shattered utterances that never caught ears. At tedious lenght utopias grow - still. And for-ever acquiring forms not of health, as spoken absence ho...

The stinging stone for air and phantoms for men Cruel water for a tease and a steady flaming sun Like a slow heavy ocean the tides of earth march on in As if doors were open for the grains to stay But in the heart of the matter In the silence of the sand There...

Not at all so far from losing all that good innocence and turning into one of them. Like the guy about a halfway to the ground. Still consumed by some need he cannot name or put a finger on. But there are still some strange dynamics to it. Some highs and low...

You see through me, driving me down to knees like stone. You never knew your world never knew you. I left a mark that fades on your skin. When I hear you from the other room, where I am is loss. Don't turn around. Your hair is caught. Tiny mites on scarlet bl...

Nothing less than the sound of footsteps condensing into a shape. Sneaking into the murky urban caf鳠of crispy mornings. Realized it was a mirror after hours of work. They are filth. And also easily lost in the labyrinth of the theory of their own art - t...

Having a bitch of time trying to remember. A simple maneuver. No other objective but to drive them away. Outside. But a small accident there and oops. It will click and close behind you. All the twists, all the turns, all that led to here. Greet the autumn col...

Which bloody fucking ones of these are pieces of me? The entire goddamn street is scattered with me. What the hell was I thinking? As if I would not get my ass whooped black and blue by singing those things out loud. A break in the clouds. A pitiful excuse fo...

Lie and wait There's no way out from the lands of the lost Lie still in quiet and the morning is working to bring a day of fear (to the sons of war ) Sit and listen To the other side (of border) where words so same are told And the morning can only bring them...

In these last days of summer winds make haste as I stand on the shores I greet the waves that bring me misery with woeful tears of this most august agony And the crystal sky in silence weeps ere I fall in flight into the chambers deep, for the season is come;...

It rains on and off while air is so thick and nervous As if someone was spying a distance away and waiting for something to begin Begin or end But where the hell are they going? With empty string bags As they hurry like phantoms with their way among the living...

Your screaming soul, how you have tried to touch me Enfolded like a desert wind Hot dry dust in the flower Push me away Sink down to the bottom with me Your glare to cover me Hold this memory, this passes by All my sight and sound, all that I passed by Every...

Looking at your face is like staring into a void. I brought you back. You show me your face. Children laugh and play. In chains you drag your feet to the marketplace. You smile like a child. You are not deceived. You had dreams before. The sun rises in a pill...

Delight the finest hour. Pain will overcome. The times to come and pass. With death in the heart. Death in the heart. Will you, when the time comes, part? A reflection of my fears. Departure. Despite this, adore the beauty in red. Consider now,...

Within my mind I long to see Your cold city under a sky of schist Sunset of an age Chains of micropore gradient Your face from love to disarray Your city is as still as a bottom of a pond Your laughter tears across me and I am gone My sleep is breaking down...

Eyes open The news pried open the locks of my awareness I have no secrets Well, unless one could call my ability to break moments into pieces one All it takes is a one, maybe two wrongly selected words I am meant a receiver, a filler of silences at best Recei...

After this punishment, are we all certain that speech is for the good? Just listen up while this thin, thin silence brings down our spirits with a smiling grin. Are we all certain that the mood is set low enough now? Do not speak--hush, when it seems not all s...

Sign here, please. Thank you. Now it is all over with and you may leave. You may rest. Things are taken care of for you. It is needless to search for truth, because you may have it in this brown envelope. Take the door on your left hand side and slide down. Yo...