colder today than yesterday in this vacuum called a soul deserts die disconsolate amidst the grey blood of the snow indifference to my needs and wants never obtained torn from gut to thirsting gullet yet no one hears my pain my winter wind has claimed me and deserts frost my bones eternal denial dusts my dimming eyes evil long passed by neglected by my own self i hate myself and you anger feeds an empty fire that cannot warm the earth i sleep on with despair curse the sky above me as winter burns the godless face nearer my end to thee winter seventh sketch of my life final sketch of breath i remain friendless as ghosts from death to birth to deathTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
