Ankhagram
Album • 2007
My dear God, I prayed to you. My dear God, I believed your words. My dear God, I trusted you myself. My dear God, You deceived me all life. My dear God, Your lie became a damnation, My dear God, Now I hate you.
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025
I wait for my death... I am hidden from myself... So coldly to live in emptiness... Death already close to me... ... So it is close to me... I do not have present I do not have future There is only a past Which has died I am lost in this life I live in sorrow Only one way is open It's my suicide I do not have present I do not have future There is only a past Which has died So it is much lost In my senseless life There is only
Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025
Я умираю, когда все начинают жить. Любви я не знаю, когда Все знают, как любить. И я не взлетаю, когда все парят под небом, Я света не знаю, и никогда там не был. Когда все стоят под солнцем, я стою в тени. Когда все считают секунды, я считаю дни. Когда все смеются, я горько плачу. Когда все берегут, я все только трачу. Вы не видите мои глаза, они прикрыты тенью. Вы считаете это творением, а я считаю просто ленью. Вы ждете моей улыбки, а получаете оскал. Вы ждете от меня чуда, а я просто устал. Вы видите мою радость, но знайте, это грусть. Вы ждете от меня смелости, но думайте, я трус. Вы жжете свою жизнь на солнце, бросаетесь в дни. Я буду жить один, я прожгу все так же, но в тени.
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025
This track is instrumental.
Soaring in heavens, dark as night... Flying in dreams, as if an angel... Raped by own life, Falling in a chasm of hopes. ... Last shout of a dying swan... Crying in emptiness and despair... Spilling dark tears of the wounded soul... Betraid by own life Falling in a chasm of hopes. ... Last shout of a dying swan... Disappointed in this life.. Dreaming to find rest... With a cold sight and dead heart.. Looking own death... Not knowing rest Not felt caress, Sleepless nights looking the death.. With a cold sight Dreaming to find rest... Looking own death... Soaring in heavens, dark as night... Flying in dreams, as if an angel... Raped by own life, Falling in a chasm of hopes. ... Last shout of a dying swan... Crying in emptiness and despair... Spilling dark tears of the wounded soul... Betraid by own life Falling in a chasm of hopes. ... Last shout of a dying swan... Died in loneliness Not knowing rest Not felt caress, in an empty life. Flied in dreams Fallen in a chasm of hopes. ... Last shout of a dying swan...
Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025
This track is instrumental.
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