Nostalgie piosenki

As I watch the moon... I see your face in it...... Your face with this smile... That smile that you have always faked for me... That smile that tears my heart apart.... As the razorblades tear through my veins...... As I watch the moon... I see your ey...

Lost memories of a past time are tormenting my mind Some flashes of sweet moments another strife on my skin Each gaze is carued hardly inside of me i think whit nostalgia As my heartbeats slowly fade My body's shaking and my eyes are crying My last breath lea...

Take my hand... I'm drowning... Drowning into solitude... I'm trying to get out of it... But I’m just sinking... And sinking again... I try to breathe... But it don't work... I think I am dying... Or is it you lying again... I need help... Help me......

Rain beast my face cold drops on my skin suffering screams to the clody sky each one of them dying on my throat i fall head inte the mud blood gorging the burial ground Whit my last forces i creep to rest under the tree the one where you which than hast detac...

I'm the emptiness that grows in you slouly A sensation lead by lost, an emotional break The cold wind of death caressing your cheek I'm a nameless grave forgotten between a garden of stones Roam between the steles in search of me My graveyard, my place of re...

Day seems to be getting darker.... The light beings to get dimmer and dimmer..... No matter what i try to do... It wont get any brighter.... I am just better off dead.... With nothing to let go of.... The more and more i realize.... Theres no hope for me.... I...

Cesair, la lune reve avecplus de paresse Ainsi auune beaute, sur de nombreux coussins. Qui d'une main distraite et kegere caresse Avant de s'endormir le contour de ses seins Sur le dos santine des molles avalanches, Mourante, ellese liure aux longues pamoison...

I feel the rain on my body... Or is it your tears...? Why are you crying?... Isn't life beautiful... Why aren't you smiling... And wearing the mask of happyness?... Isn't life Beautiful? Your days seem very positive... Its just amazing how great things are.....

my thoughts.. white as snow i'd like to run away from them.. but i walk on them and i'm sinking.. and the more i' walk on it... The more it becomes black... With light unable to penetrate through it.... Without any regret.... Or Mercy.... It swallows my entir...