Everyday I come closer to death Gasping for air with every breath The cold reality of all my fears Tears me down and moves me to tears It has always been hard for me Maybe something you could not see Solitude a cunning friend Crafting the means to a lonely end I have chosen life in this way Avoiding the perils of each new day Turning hope into agony The depression has taken me...
Take me to see the angels So I may pluck the feathers from their wings Come to me and I will bring you down Sometimes I dream of being alive But the feeling quickly passes Take away my pain so I may feel joy again
I hold the handle of a knife That I may take my own life Everyday my heart aches such as this Oh how I long for joy's gentle kiss But here I lie cold and alone Where the tears are for my own Trapped in this dark cell A shadowy place I know too well
Under the beauty of an ethereal moon In a raging sea of endless gloom Ebony dreams fade into the night Beyond my grasp they take their flight
Take me to see the angels So I may pluck the feathers from their wings Come to me and I will bring you down Sometimes I dream of being alive But the feeling fades… it fades Take away my pain so I may feel joy againTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
