Shape Of Despair - Shape Of Despair lyrics
Tracks 01. Sleeping Murder
02. Night's Dew 03. Sylvan-Night 04. Quiet These Paintings Are 05. Woundheir 06. To Adorn 07. In The Mist 01. Sleeping Murder
As the ray of light and we see it, in mourn
and so the light has fallen to bleach As the sleeping murder (is) still haunting me it hurts, I'm going insane, the starvation over sleep Over sleep! In the mist a flowing sadness sees you Drenched to the world above - nothing breathes in you And soon betray our love, is this destruction? Our fall eternal in this sleeping murder I'm the last one who makes you fall As their spirits escape through your wounds We will be caught by will sadness, sleep now As mere dreams scars repair sleeping soon as the spirits escape Through your wound 02. Night's Dew
[Instrumental]
03. Sylvan-Night
Sweet bleak bliss of these pale mists pass...
And I watch in trance how this weather's wind howls between the trees... And how these last signs of light smoothly dances within... Trying to ease this dark burden... Just let me emerge in and touch sylvan-night... Carefully they caress me and touch gently... Though my worlds are not spoken here and never revealed... I do dream this in myself as I'm painfully wrapped in leaves... 04. Quiet These Paintings Are
Why did you leave these colours so they'll fade?
But soon they will be as one for the moment I will stare into this dim, silent sea Silent sea And we'll suffer the kiss bright On the fields vails emotion Live still never they'll return As they are laid to rest Into this one lonely life In which depths is growing Growing As they are laid to rest Into this one lonely life With depths is growing painfully into life To die Into life To die 05. Woundheir
Wound was the heir, the ruler within fire
Closed my page, as hatred reigned higher I Did notice a knife and hills covered with Blood, was I the one who's life is most precious to this new "god" Indeed I must be loved, for I killed many Thousands I opened with highest fashion, Pain didn't spare any of these pitiful humans, That the whole earth is covered with Tempest and storm of urbans lay bleeding And kissing my beloved feet Shall I not wait for the greatest hour when This god sees the bloody shower 06. To Adorn
[instrumental]
07. In The Mist
Slow my feet are
Frozen their veins Still closing helplessly afar Waking the creatures within I am a lonely traveller awaiting to sleep Eternally under those cold woods As my fall brings then Shadows of their wings as howling their Pleads wounded, I lay on ground Listening their needs It's dark and cold and they fly slowly and They know surely they raped my soul |