Dreamless flesh, death and disgsut
This life in which i have no trust
offers...
With eyes wide shut i cannot see
The joy they keep on telling me
i should've felt!
The spring, the sun,the wind, the sea
The gentle whisper of a bea
are long ago forgotten.
My childhood dreams were made to stay
But now they slowly fade away
into the mist of sorrow,
And every day tears me appart
The mourning of a lonely heart-
a song of death...