The Bonds Should Be Only Silver Threads
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The Last Appeal
The Last Appeal
I tell you a story about two my friends they are the monsters inside that hold me by hand and they are trying to pull me under and I'm falling again, right now I can't reject the flow that's hitting my soul, right now the first one makes me shiver every time I expose myself the second one is proud to leave my skyline blank, and now I'm bleeding rivers of anguish that flowing from my heart, right now my mission is over now, I can't redeem myself, and now I'm going to take the plunge, I creep into my depths There's no freedom for a dreamer, surrendered and blind I consider to breaks the wings of hope, I can I want to be free now, I want to be free now I can I want to be free now, I want to be free now I can I want to be free now, I want to be free now I can -
Sentenced To Fall
Sentenced To Fall
And I hurt you when you make me bad And I haunt you as you deserve So you make me bad so you make me bad I pray I pray to see you fall I pray I pray to see you fall Obey obey, this I'm looking for Obey obey, this I'm looking for A sentence on you I impose with strength I pray I pray to see you fall I pray I pray to see you fall Obey obey, this I'm looking for Obey obey, this I'm looking for This is dire solution as I'm looking for This is my illusion as I'm looking for This is dire solution as I'm looking for This is my illusion as I'm looking for I pray I pray to see you fall I pray I pray to see you fall I pray I pray to see you fall I pray I pray to see you fall This is dire solution as I'm looking for This is my illusion as I'm looking for As I'm looking for my solution As I'm looking for my solution As I'm looking for my solution As I'm looking for my solution This is dire solution as I'm looking for This is my illusion as I'm looking for As I'm looking for my solution As I'm looking for my solution As I'm looking for my solution As I'm looking for my solution -
Melancholia Shines Over Like The Polar Star
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The Bonds Should Be Only Silver Threads
The Bonds Should Be Only Silver Threads
A pure white light of a huge moon illuminated the landscape, of tiny diamonds shone seaside You could see the stars reflecting in the water full of grace nothing left to feel some fright Under a ruined tower I was dressed in white I saw you coming towards me You had clear eyes, you mentioned a smile and then I took your hands So you sat on my side One by one, seven silver threads calmly on your left wrist I placed And you looked me in the eyes ".... the bonds should be only silver threads .." ".... the bonds should be only silver threads .." "But the bonds are children of the wind" ".... the bonds should be only silver threads .." ".... the bonds should be only silver threads .." "But the bonds are children of the wind" We fell asleep lying on the sand we held hands silver frailty ready to defend We fell asleep lying on the sand we held hands silver frailty ready to defend -
The Most Beautiful Of Our Seas Is The One We Didn't Sail
The Most Beautiful Of Our Seas Is The One We Didn't Sail
the only name you'd think it's my but it wasn't a happy ending tell the enchanted story "Try it," said the heart no one makes me tremble so strong as I tremble with you i've loved you in secret between the shadow and the soul I said the last word without crying fear (inadeguacy) has rained inside what spring does with cherry trees I wanted to do with you you'll regret me for that I could give you and that you didn't want. "I go out into the thick of battles from solitude to indomitable joys" I can't accept that no one doubts my love disdain for the sign of times remedy for sorrow courage to change my life Hold me tight then drift away Hold me tight and forget my own blow -
Solitary Abuse
Solitary Abuse
follow...the advice censor your blame, the viral frame let your soul...remain proud chase...the dreams choke in chest your insane screams you'll become a warrior of light there will be days of immense grace handmade God...silent blow you're nothing, your weakness is radical you're living blinded by sorrow you're nothing, shadows in your visual you're suffering, degeneration All the traces you leave behind Are dry leaves in coffin open wide fading, burning The face in the mirror is no longer the same what your conscience reveals is only a shame martyr or guilty To believe in yourself is your worst disease care and affections are all apologies yearning, lying you die between curses and secrets unknown fragile tension is set on your own crying, dying