Wednesday, 30 June 2010

You

All alone at home
Long hours pass by
Sweet blood, one cry
More pain, give me more...

More pain gives me the wound
That hurts deep in me
Taking all powers, all blood, every sound
Like a scream it lives within
More suffering for a poor soul

None is near now
That cursed thing called
Maybe freedom
Then it's better to be dead

More tears for blue eyes
They are always wet
Because people tell a lot of lies
But suffering that I had
This pain takes me, it ties....

Tell me what's wrong with me
Don't be silent, just say
What's happening to me?
The only thing left - just to pray

More alcohol, more tears, more pain, more...
Why all of this, what for?
Time stopped now, world doesn't turn anymore
Why all of this, what for?
It will never be like it was before
What is it for, tell me what for?

Move this nightmare, it's covered
With virgin's blood
Words, they are all said
Names were all called
You were the one to be saved...

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