Visions of a living darkness Monsters coming to rape your soul Shadows moving from wall to wall Suffocating prisoners of a deep slumber
Colors slowly fading Leaving room for obscure shades of vermillion Patterns like blood, like gore Like tortured corpses hanging from black ropes
Sanctuary of terror Horrors away confined Like secrets locked in forgotten closets Dead’s whom life has been denied
On wings (on wings) of crows and ravens (of crows and ravens) Traveling towards nothingness Hostage of the flowing of time I cannot distinguish one day or another It’s flowing and I can hear it around me While slowly erases particles of what my eyes feel as reality
I thought I had everything a man can wish to have But my hands were empty and my heart was cold I thought my eyes could challenge the sun My blindness is the result of my braveness
I thought I could stand over the top of the highest mountain But the fall showed just how fragile my bones were I thought I could survive death and live forever But my carcass is the answer to that dream of eternity
And now nothing is left, I don’t have anyone to help me forget How stupidity has been made man How uselessness has been made flesh
And voices out there Like moaning of infants separated from the womb And still, I feel my eyes turning blind In an endless mirroring of pain Convulsions make me feel alive But there’s no life because you know it’s just a lie
Immortality of the human thoughts Just a stain of ink on white inanimate sheets Just a sequence of sounds Like tales from father to son... Creation of emotions to justify a stillborn life
And we keep telling stories To people around us and to ourselves Trying to escape those shades on the walls That suffocating slumber which keeps us prisoners Trying to color the world out there To make it look less miserable of how it really is We keep lying, not to think we are dyingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
