1. |
Premier deuil
01:48
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2. |
Self Inflicted
07:56
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Scars on my chest
bleed once again.
Holding the knife, I cut open,
tearing my flesh apart.
I can't see the end
of this emptiness.
I stand lifeless,
unable to breathe.
But I can't seem to die,
my hands are too weak.
This absence weighs me
six feet under.
Crush these bones,
take this body.
Come and save me,
from this endless grief;
give me your sweet kiss,
I want to be free.
My veins are empty,
this heart pumps nothing.
All by myself,
I seek this pain.
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3. |
Anywhere But Home
05:48
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Skies a different shade,
a sunset which leaves everything in the dark.
Tears cloud my vision,
a twilight of senses erasing my mind.
Fail to leave,
fail to stay.
When I return,
I'll find nothing
but a shallow grave
for dead dreams.
Fear of deceptiion,
for all that I knew has been left in the past.
Lost in my memory,
unable to leave all my sorrow behind.
I am not dead,
but I no longer live.
Buried deep within,
I rot away.
Where am I?
Who is this I see?
Life is but a dream;
help me wake up.
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4. |
Love/Loss
06:16
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Lose what you love,
love what you can lose...
myself, a home, this life.
Born with death within,
it beckons me.
Please understand,
there is no other way out.
It's stronger than my will.
Is this the end?
All tears have dried inside.
I'm counting my days
till I depart.
Save all your words;
they won't help.
I've made up my mind:
leave all behind.
There's only loss
for me.
Please understand,
this is all I have.
Please forgive me,
please forgive me...
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5. |
May
05:21
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My wings
are withered May flowers.
There's no sky to roam.
Where can I lie
to find my warmth?
Lost from the start.
I am left to be devoured,
by time and worms,
tied to this Earth.
Let me go.
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6. |
Isolation
04:50
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No eyes to see;
just a dark void.
No mouth to scream;
my skin speaks for me.
Hide from the sunlight,
escape this Earth.
Embrace all your wounds,
they're your only home.
In my dreams
I die alone.
Walk on the edge,
fall to despair.
Live alone,
die alone.
I belong nowhere.
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7. |
Última morada
08:25
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Adrift at sea, forever.
No place to stay.
Perhaps the ocean floor
will be my grave,
deep asleep in the cold.
To dwell eternal
within myself,
until the end of days,
my final breath.
Ghosts of December
come back to haunt these walls.
Inside, my veins are burning,
they ache for tonight's cold.
In my death bed,
I will find bliss.
Don't mourn for me,
for I've lost nothing.
Hear my words:
I am nonexistent.
Die in my own arms.
Die by my own hand.
All wander in the mist, forever.
Adrift, forever.
This is my resting place.
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