Lamented Souls
Single • 2003
It is the essence of wounds When Morpheus neglects me It is the bittersweet moon Against your face it won’t protect me And when I stumble off your trail The illusion gently fades That your innocence prevail That I will recognise it one day And this voice inside my head That comes to me at night It keeps telling me you are dead Although I know you’ll never die And these words I’ve always known Seem so hard to face alone When you tell me that I will find What you tell me that I will know
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 25, 2025
Fallos fortær Forfalt forkullet Blod former mørklagt sti Alt det skjulte flakker vekk ifra Skjebnens arr igjen Grim og ukjent, lev Dimensjon forgjeves Roten strekker seg igjen … Bakom livets lys vitrer sykt barn Skyggeriket, flykt inn i intet
Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 25, 2025
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