Death In The Silence

DEATH IN THE SILENCE.

Dust...
Thus I die
Silence...
So loud it cries
Live...
But still not well
I locked myself and no one saw I fell.

Pain...
Still it grows
Sorrow...
Doesn't let me go.

And when I broke all former things
I'd had before I drown in sin
The chaos settled me and stole the light
From the life I could forsake
When Devil kissed my Bride

I'm tired of fighting in vain
My loss becomes the Devil's gain
If I ever shall lie to rest
I want to die in silent mess.

Love...
It makes believe
In the things
I won't recieve
Roam...
From wall to wall
Hell awarms my frozen body
But burns away my soul



















 


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