Hours of birth and death
I see a look at tomorow, it's melting in our hand. All theses taughts of sorrow, dying in our hands.I have a dream, seeing another season. My death will be shorter, and years will be longuer. I'm beeing free, it's the greatest gift. I'm lying on the ground with nothing to lift. The feeling of strenght in my body enslaves me like nothing did to me, except psychiatrics addictions. The importance of possesions, because everyting is material, only love denials. Shorter lifes, painfull sacrifices, just don't forget that life is precious my wife. Stay with me please. Theres not much time before I leave. Time is never enough and before I die turn the light off
Ironic vision of reality
It suck to see how low you can get, hurting poeple with no regrets. Miserably, life has no respect. And it's easy to reckonize someone who can't apologize. Those who can't realise that they wasted their lifes trying to ruin the others. Making this world sadder. They think they're better than us, by stealing all of our trust. By laughing at us, but no. They're making a false image of them. So that they can proove to themselves that they probably cost a life or two. And thats when they'll realise that one day they'll be alone. Left lonely with no one. Who would want to be the hated one. When they'll see that the loosers won and realise that they lost their trone because of past stupidity's they have done. Don't be the hated one.
down through my mind
Can you ear the voices in my head. I taught they came from you. When you were lying on the bed you were dead inside and I was too. you spirit flewed away and I waited for you all day. I wasted my time alot of them said. You never came back that day, slowly your mind had slept. I fell in a cyclone of darkness and it felt like a bullet in the chest. This is my mind try to figure it out. To put order where theres no doubt, insane i'm out. Take a trip in my head, in a minute you'll be dead. Last night in a sight I felt your lifes was comming back, back on the track. See me as the wind, I come and I go (x2)
Cold night of November
When you told me to follow you, i trusted you. I trusted you (x3).A Cold night of november was about to be your last mistake, the worst of all. When I followed you we were talking quietly. That night you were pretty strong phisycally but not mentaly as well because you were pretty weak emotionnally. On a cold night of November (refrain)(you opened your heart but there was nothing i could do. Because you were going to die tragically when I saw the first clear drop of water falling from your eyes). Never would've i excpected that you would pull a thrigger on me.Someone had to feel your misery, and that someone was me. Once i've hit the ground I heard a shot than you were down. I survived and realise how stupidly you had acted. But it didn't make me forget all thoses loving memories buried six feet under the heart with the rest of what you were. When you were alive on this cold night of november (x2). Cold night of november. (Refrain) I shouldn't have trusted you, but I did like I once love you. When you told me to follow you I trusted you, I trusted you. I shouldn't but I did just like i loved you.......
Dear Dad I...
You appeared in my life, so suddently as the unconsciousness of time took place in a family where the ignorance made an empty space in they're lifes. Now I know that everyting that seemed so beautiful was nothing else than my blind imagination of happiness. In your heart theres a missing piece caused by a bullet. Dear Dad I swear I won't forget the murder bullet trough your heart. Dady when you died since the day I cried. It made me feel feeling that I didn't think existed. The worsts feelings thats what my heart was consisting. Today I speak to you by ignoring my pas witch was for me a real hell. I want you to know that i'm gracefull for all the things you have learned me in the past. Your life went really fast and I miss you. I miss you. Comeback home in the place where you belong. Now that my consciousness is much stronger. That I can see the misery further. It's been so many years it's crazy, but a part of you will stay as ever engraved in my memory.
Apologies from a hero
Is this what you really want because once you've done the final act you can't go back. Temporary problems, turned into, a permanent injury. Please think of a better solution to solve the problems of your miserable existance. I didn't know that by moving the gun aiming for your head, you'd be dead inside. If by living you are litterally dying than I'm sorry to be your hero. Waking up every morning is only a reminder of the slow evolution of your poor life. I agree that shit happens, but it won't stay there eternaly. Why can't you live with your daily problems? Why can't you be like anyone else? We all feel terrible once in a while but we don't go the way of the gun. I didnt know that by moving the gun aiming for your head you'd be dead inside. If by living you are litteraly dying than I'm sorry to be your hero. I'm sorry to be your hero. (I Swear i'm sorry but all that future you would've have miss is sincerely greater and more sensed than) to have to end your days with a metal bullet, stuck in a piece of who you used to be.(x2) I never taught that by moving the gun aiming for your head you'd be dead inside. If by living you are litterally dying than i'm sorry to be your hero.
