Post by Morrigan on Nov 11, 2003 18:11:41 GMT -5
Through the mists of your empty soul,
We search the coldness,
Looking for the painful hole,
That has caused all this stolen time,
To pour out,
Bleed profusely upon his hands,
Drip onto the forbidden sands,
Life slowly begins to exist,
Draining lives essence about,
Take a deep breath,
And cautiously listen to the bell,
That signals the end has finally come,
Smile and laugh as it approaches,
It’s finally here,
After all these years,
Of pain endless torment,
I feel the silent tears,
Burn and bleed,
I forever understand,
As the numbness begins to feed,
Closing my eyes I begin to pray,
As the bell rings loudly,
And I know that it’s today,
That I’m welcomed home,
Into the pungent gates of hell.
We search the coldness,
Looking for the painful hole,
That has caused all this stolen time,
To pour out,
Bleed profusely upon his hands,
Drip onto the forbidden sands,
Life slowly begins to exist,
Draining lives essence about,
Take a deep breath,
And cautiously listen to the bell,
That signals the end has finally come,
Smile and laugh as it approaches,
It’s finally here,
After all these years,
Of pain endless torment,
I feel the silent tears,
Burn and bleed,
I forever understand,
As the numbness begins to feed,
Closing my eyes I begin to pray,
As the bell rings loudly,
And I know that it’s today,
That I’m welcomed home,
Into the pungent gates of hell.
