Necron
Mitglied
Aeon of Strife
Verse 1:
I´m sitting in the darkness,
Mind unfocused
Tired of the things
I had to go through
Tired of living
Tired of lying
Tired of surviving
The everyday life
I became blind to the good things in life,
The little exceptions in our time.
There was no answer to the things that count,
I only see the sickness around.
Black oil is flowing through my veins,
Painfull emptyness filling my brain.
In my agony there is no sound
No light no answer only shadows unbound.
Chorus:
I´m in search for what I once was
Eternal light turned to shadows
Looking for the thing I lost so long ago
If I only knew what to look for
Verse 2:
I look up to the sky and see
that my god has forsaken me
and I just can´t believe
that he´ll come back to me
No matter what I do or what I say
I can´t escape this hell of me
Captured in this dark place
There is no life in my face.
I look outside and see
That the world has made me
What I am what I become
A damned creature only alone
I´ll get back to my grave
There is no meaning to life
Spending my time wasting hours
What I call the Aeon of Strife
Ein etwas ältere Text von mir für eine Band..Is sogar schon vertont usw.
Ihr könnt ruhig eure kritischen "Ströme" fließen lassen^^
Greetz Necron
Verse 1:
I´m sitting in the darkness,
Mind unfocused
Tired of the things
I had to go through
Tired of living
Tired of lying
Tired of surviving
The everyday life
I became blind to the good things in life,
The little exceptions in our time.
There was no answer to the things that count,
I only see the sickness around.
Black oil is flowing through my veins,
Painfull emptyness filling my brain.
In my agony there is no sound
No light no answer only shadows unbound.
Chorus:
I´m in search for what I once was
Eternal light turned to shadows
Looking for the thing I lost so long ago
If I only knew what to look for
Verse 2:
I look up to the sky and see
that my god has forsaken me
and I just can´t believe
that he´ll come back to me
No matter what I do or what I say
I can´t escape this hell of me
Captured in this dark place
There is no life in my face.
I look outside and see
That the world has made me
What I am what I become
A damned creature only alone
I´ll get back to my grave
There is no meaning to life
Spending my time wasting hours
What I call the Aeon of Strife
Ein etwas ältere Text von mir für eine Band..Is sogar schon vertont usw.
Ihr könnt ruhig eure kritischen "Ströme" fließen lassen^^
Greetz Necron