Morning light kisses with melancholy,
while rain is drizzling behind my window.
My consciousness speaks with agony again,
while my existence is unclear.
Reading into past, not knowing my future.
My dreams were clouds in my coffee.
Silence echoes, foreshadowing the end.
it follows my path of self destruction.
(em pleh)
Closed behind these walls, with thick layers of fear,
screaming feelings what nobody understand.
(evil ot)
Obscure mind planting seeds of the nightmare,
growing roots that suffocate my ambition.
I broke into the pieces, sharp enough for self harm,
listening Moonlight Sonata with few drops of the blood.
( em dnatsrednu)
Constructing my deraptured mind, reversing my life,
Feeling lost but I am still standing here.
I got few pills to help me see why I am fading.
Carrying sunset on my chest, I am alone.
( evil ot drah si ti)
White noise reconstruct voices in my head,
sinking into dream, leaving my body to rest.
Many mornings passes from that day, they forget,
cries and whispers ends under remains of the lost life.
