Nowadays you are feeling desperate again, who the hell knows why? What can you do about that? What ways havent you discovered yet? What is so cool in life that you cant see? What kind of path should take a guy like you? When is this long pattern of bloody spikes going to finish? Is this some kind of sick sacred game? Is someone watching you trying to survive this and for how long? You are tearing yourself apart to solve this puzzle and no answer seems to show up. Is this gonna last until the end of the days? You are feeling like there is a hell, just like there must be a heaven, and you have to go through it no matter what. You are feeling like a damm criminal who hid behind the crimson door for not to be caught and anyway you were, now you have to purge your punishment. You are Fucked up! And theres something that can remind you that...
Behind the Crimson Door HIM Covered the carcass of time with flowers To send the scent of blame to the grave Set the darkest thoughts on fire And watched the ashes climb to Heaven's gatesWe hide behind the crimson door While the summer is killed by the fall Alive behind the crimson door While the winter sings: "Your love will be the death of me" (Death of me) "Your love will be the death of me"Death served wine for lovers Brought from the world where devils reign And intoxicated angels with sorrow They witnessed in the eyes of their slaves
Why cant I set myself free from suffering? Maybe I like It.....
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