Shine of the stars fall across the sea
The crease of the sky dances with the waves
Symphony of the scarred old night ,
Rests so mute on the ground , in its grave
Everything is covered in the ol' silver
Resonating every ounce of its existence
From the sky , wrath of the might shall be delivered
And the withered old hands will show no resistance
What have I done , to be left in this decaying land
These hands maybe old and withered but they do understand ,
What came my way , a curse that wouldn't go away
To be left just a shadow of a forgotten man , of what I am
Tears taught the longing of the mellow years
Hurt preached wisely but this heart could never hear
Always found a reason to bury thy soul
In the gravel and stones this world now bears
Inside was full of scars , more , as I travelled afar
I could feel nothing but my own emptiness
And Taste the sweetness of nothingness , once I was empty nothing to fill my own hollowness ,
Just some more emptiness
The man in me was lost to the ghosts
Lurking in the shadows breaking under the load ,
Eyes searching for the shore upon a sinking old boat , losing every last ounce of hope ,
A wound so deep that even time can cope , lends me a rope
Now, what shall my eyes search for
In this darkness that have engulfed my land and sea ,
Winds howl , brings forth the old lore
Words of the silver moon-light these
withered hands couldn't reach
I'll drown in my own sea of emptiness
A few drops of sorrow this world could never see
As my being turns to corpse and than dust ,
This world will finally forget me
Every lie that crossed my thought
Your lies , their lies , a carcass left to rot
In the morgue ocean , the dead howl all silvery night
With every moment , decaying in the moon-light
I was born in that very cold morgue , a shallow place it tends to be
My fate always temped me to the other-side ,
Away from the comfort of the home and into the rough seas
Your lies , their lies , a carcass left to rot ,
Their eyes , your eyes , searching for what I have not
Your lies , their lies , sent me to the rough seas
Their eyes, your eyes , the world will forget me.
Feb 16, 2014
Feb 16, 2014 at 8:29 AM UTC
Shine of the stars fall across the sea
The crease of the sky dances with the waves
Symphony of the scarred old night ,
Rests so mute on the ground , in its grave
Everything is covered in the ol' silver
Resonating every ounce of its existence
From the sky , wrath of the might shall be delivered
And the withered old hands will show no resistance
What have I done , to be left in this decaying land
These hands maybe old and withered but they do understand ,
What came my way , a curse that wouldn't go away
To be left just a shadow of a forgotten man , of what I am
Tears taught the longing of the mellow years
Hurt preached wisely but this heart could never hear
Always found a reason to bury thy soul
In the gravel and stones this world now bears
Inside was full of scars , more , as I travelled afar
I could feel nothing but my own emptiness
And Taste the sweetness of nothingness , once I was empty nothing to fill my own hollowness ,
Just some more emptiness
The man in me was lost to the ghosts
Lurking in the shadows breaking under the load ,
Eyes searching for the shore upon a sinking old boat , losing every last ounce of hope ,
A wound so deep that even time can cope , lends me a rope
Now, what shall my eyes search for
In this darkness that have engulfed my land and sea ,
Winds howl , brings forth the old lore
Words of the silver moon-light these
withered hands couldn't reach
I'll drown in my own sea of emptiness
A few drops of sorrow this world could never see
As my being turns to corpse and than dust ,
This world will finally forget me
Every lie that crossed my thought
Your lies , their lies , a carcass left to rot
In the morgue ocean , the dead howl all silvery night
With every moment , decaying in the moon-light
I was born in that very cold morgue , a shallow place it tends to be
My fate always temped me to the other-side ,
Away from the comfort of the home and into the rough seas
Your lies , their lies , a carcass left to rot ,
Their eyes , your eyes , searching for what I have not
Your lies , their lies , sent me to the rough seas
Their eyes, your eyes , the world will forget me.
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