This liquid enlightenment solves even the problems of the deepest kind
Knife is on the table and noose attached
Bottle is open but the misery remains

There are things they couldn't know
Friends all gathered he is still alone

Atrocities that followed carved a cross to heavy to bear
Darkness grew greater every single day behind that friendly yet empty stare
Investigations have been open since she left us far behind
We wonder why she is no longer around
Some say she has crossed the borderline

There are things they couldn't know
Friends all gathered he is still alone

Chill is felt when passing the chair that moth-bitten blanket hid
Stairway down to the invisible one still unfixed like the trace of the struggle:

"Weep... your sobbing won't affect me now
Suffer...It is merely music to my hears
Turn your back on me
Is that the best move you could do?
Pretending is over now
I don't give a fuck about you"


Atrocities that followed carved a cross to heavy to bear
Darkness grew greater every single day behind that friendly yet empty stare
Investigations have been open since she left us far behind
We wonder why she is no longer around
Some say she has crossed the borderline
We know why she is no longer around
But on whose hammer did she die? -Mine
We won't see her ever again

Once I got to witness a murder
Blood spattered sheets, it was still a dream
Would I have been reflected from the mirror of yours
When darkness well kept in my lifeless home?

But so much changed since then
When days still stretched into sleepless nights
So much changed since then
Associations

Honestly, they will flee and I did always disagree but now I am losing myself
To something that in a long run will disappear
The things you fear are always for real and you are losing yourself
The past nightmares bow to none

How could one care how far does the bird fly when its passing by is so irrelevant?
How could one care how fast does the wind blow when he's still trapped inside these four corners?

But so much changed since then
When days still stretched into sleepless nights
So much changed since then
Associations

Honestly, they will flee and I did always disagree but now I am losing myself
To something that in a long run will disappear
The things you fear are always for real and you are losing yourself
The past nightmares bow to none

These hearts are built to sound the saddest of tunes
To ring the shades of hungry needles and scars of old longing

Where our numbered days meet our best intentions lay clouded
By the weights we carried in our hearts and on our skin

Where can I fall when there's no-one to catch me?
What will I do when my soul breaks?
Who'll hear me then?

Dear, keep those clouds at bay
So this won't be just more dead poetry
To fall upon ears that have long since gone deaf

Let us heal these jagged exit wounds
Wash away all the stains and together make things right again and never let go

Where can I fall when there's no-one to catch me?
What will I do when my soul breaks?
Who'll hear me then?

For once this feels so real

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So the curtain fell and fierce facades revealed
Sunken within the emptier vision of a light to reach
I'm not afraid the shadows here but the voices inside enthrall
Spellbound to slumber again
Still I pursue resistance in vain

Will you embrace this apathy?
Would you cherish the melody when silence is golden?
When the silence is colder?
Would you name it a tragedy when there is nothing left of me?
The stillness is golden in my silent chrysalis stage

This is the day when all light fled
Shapeless figures left to perceive
Blood in my hands proving my mischief
Consuming every urge and need
I'm not afraid the shadows here but the voices inside enthrall
Spellbound to slumber again
Still I pursue resistance in vain

Will the voices faint away in the distance when this stage has passed

Will you embrace this apathy?
Would you cherish the melody when silence is golden?
When the silence is colder?
Would you name it a tragedy when there is nothing left of me?
The stillness is golden in my silent chrysalis stage

This burning sensation
I lie still afraid to breathe
In this empty cold room
Come to me oblivion

I'd like to be something
I'd like to be somewhere else
Hope has fled me
The time is near

It's easier to just slip away
Than to try and fight my way
Out of this state of half existence

Last night I dreamt of a place deep down where I could find peace
Come to me oblivion

It's easier to just slip away
Than to try and fight my way
Out of this state of half existence

Waking moments spent with splinters in my throat
There with our wounds open we stood bleeding the heart dry
Facing the water, hoping for wings to carry us towards the daybreak and never let hope die

Then the tow giants came falling down
Took even the unspoken and threw it all away
Thought it would take a lifetime to hid everything away to make the heart whole

And every day without fail I held my heart in my hands
Slowly turning pale
Hoping it would miss a beat
One too many and rot away

Just hold me for a second now
Let's not say a word
Let me catch my breath, dear
And hold it before it escapes
One last time

And every day without fail I held my heart in my hands
Slowly turning pale
Hoping it would miss a beat
One too many and rot away

It is not a wreck of your hopes
Mere delusion
It is time to give up the ghost
Don't follow me into the dark
Can't hold on anymore
For all I persisted here
Is wasted like the time before us

Empty voices
Hollow chambers
The rooms we used to revel in
Passion cease and life expire
Pulse that depends on wires
Death whispered and chose to guide
And now the bed is cold on my side

This darkness of mine
The shattered and the painful light
Looming close
Keeping distance away from reach
It is happening again and I have no strength in me

When there is no hope
the memories won't fade
But will you lose your faith again today?

Empty voices
Hollow chambers
The rooms we used to revel in
Passion cease and life expire
Pulse that depends on wires

Empty voices
Hollow chambers
The rooms we used to revel in
Passion cease and life expire
Pulse that depends on wires
Death whispered and chose to guide
And now the bed is cold on my side

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