FORGOTTEN TOMB - Songs To Leave

Entombed By Winter

Observe the snow under which I lie with empty eyes 
Losing life, remembrances of cries 
Frozen images of last sick days 
The forceless body hanged shows me ill-fated ways 

Recalling desolation, no one cried my death 
The acrid taste of rotting takes my breath away 
My violet lips covered with frost 
The paleness of those walls is lost... 
Itís fucking lost 

The winter grows cold 
It takes me into the frame of dust and old 
The silence in me... 
Please Death set me free 

Falliní upon my buried coffin 
the snow freezes my last smile 
And the tears are crystallized 
But the pain remains in me 

Still and cold and dead 
My body lies under the ground 
A withered flower falls on me 
Upon the ice of my grave 

Entombed By Winter... 

Memories of life, times lost in my mind 
Ages of a forgotten existence, so far now 
Dusty shells of pictures buried by years 
Tell me who I am 
Tell me how to see my dawn... 
Tomorrow... 

Were we born to struggle and suffer? 
Happiness is a short while 
Where we forget to be humans 
Hate is only a waste of time 
The cold is growing, end of days 
Hold my body and take me far away 
Far away from this grave of frost 

We must enjoy these moments of inhumanity 
Before they take our dream away... 

Entombed By Winter
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Solitude Ways

Last night I walked again that soil, 
places in my mind 
Remembrances as cold pieces of glass 
Blood red stained mirrors 
lie broken upon the floor 
A time so far - Something we canít recall 

Iíll take your hand towards the night 
where our souls will be as one 
I canít describe the day 
when we crossed our solitude ways 

Deserted houses - Haven of mine 
Tombs under eternal fog and frost 
The pool of blood is turning cold, 
as we watch our reflection 
becoming red as December dusk 

Iíll take your hand towards the night 
where our souls will be as one 
Youíll never cry alone in the rain 
The sleep will heal our solitude days 

Theyíll never live the meaning of parting 
Souls left alone in the night 
as tears flow with the pain 

Loneliness, coldness and bloodlust 
Alcohol, razorblades and the same old places 
Blood, tears and semen 
the only human things will be left of me? 

I love the night as I love your eyes 
Youíll burn inside the cold lands of my heart 
Our way together towards inhumanity 
Our dreams without any God above 

Iíll take your hand towards the night 
where our souls will be as one 
Weíll never cry alone in the rain 
Only Death now could divide our solitude ways
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No Way Out

Darkness enshrouded from within 
Bitter rest in overwhelming solitude 
Sleeping aeons and mountains 
To conceal the tearing grief 

A human life is not worth more 
Than a tear stolen in a frozen dawn 
(Than) a drop of blood on a yellowed paper 
(Than) a shiver in the sharpened rain 

No way out of this terror 
Distance like an empty winter night 
Pieces of me randomly scattered on the floor 
Shrieks of dying animals inside my soul 

Trapped among the mortal ones 
My mourning is in vain 
Unveiled dreams have turned to nothing 
Fed on the wrecks of unanswered questions 

A human life is not worth more 
Than a tear stolen in a frozen dawn 
(Than) a drop of blood on a yellowed paper 
(Than) a shiver in the sharpened rain 

No way out of this terror 
Distance like an empty winter night 
Pieces of me randomly scattered on the floor 
Shrieks of dying animals inside my soul 

Silence is trembling, screaming its rage- 
Screaming... 

No Way Out
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Disheartenment

Lying in a dark corner 
The black candle light is dying out 
Trying to refuse this suffering 
As coldness burns my pale naked flesh 

I faced my fears a thousand times 
Endless doubts - Life of paranoia 
I try to find a way out 
From this state of suicidal urge 

I watch with empty eyes the blade 
As tears begin to fall down my face 
Another night alone with myself 
At one with melancholy and depression 

I bleed because the dark is near 
I cry as I realize you canít be here 
I need to caress your skin in the night 
But now my only friend remains this knife 

Why must I live with these fears? 
I know my only tragedy is my mind 
Sometimes I think Iím wasting all the joys 
And with this bitter thought I fear to die 

I feel so jaded now, so far away 
I canít face next morning with this pain 
Another cut lacerates my flesh 
Sometimes I think it will be the last 

Iím only trying to objectivate this hate 
I prove towards myself and life itself 
I only need to watch these fifty wounds 
I opened upon my body in the night 

I only need to stop these sick death thoughts 
And cry for joy when youíll be here again 
Iíll watch you sleeping naked at my side 
Iíll kiss you and this blood will stop to flow 

Everyone can kill himself one day 
Life brings pain and suffering on our way 
Cut your wrists, itís simpler than it seems 
But in death youíll know... 
Disheartenment wins