Terror and sorrow
cry softly with whispers,
Life and death killing
each other for blood lust,
sacrifice my soul
for the sake of my own,
Perseverance mistaken
for foolish desire,
for my spirit can't take
the pain anymore.
All lies told to the eyes
of the liars,
piano's play tunes of the dead
for the living,
Tears of the sun dry pain
in my eyes,
Life's mirror stays true
to the shape of my soul,
for my spirit can't take
the pain anymore.
Willful ruins lay waste
to my agony,
each step reaches
the next of my sorrows,
Will pain take the shape of
the shadows of death,
Light of the day
will be speaking to me,
for my spirit can't take
the pain anymore.
Cadavers and souls
burn deep with their pity,
spirits and demons
talk softly to me,
Angels and Devils
pull beside my own vision,
what I see, what I hear
are different to you,
For my spirit can't take
the pain anymore.
The life I live is different
to those who are right,
bellowing softly
are screams of the darkness,
I look and I pray
as my colors fade to black,
Until the rest of the night
is the same as the last,
For my spirit can't take
the pain anymore.
So don't feel my pain
just rejoice in my time,
My spirit will bleed
I will die with no pain,
euphoric peace
just tranquil at last,
a land of the honey
and milk in my path,
for my spirit can't take
the pain anymore.
Silence has smiled
and peacefully stared,
drips in my conscious
flows out of my mind,
the pain that I feel
has drowned self affliction
wonders and problems
are gone and then lost,
For my spirit can't take
the pain anymore.
I write this and leave
this planet of sorrow
the sphere of my death
to the voidness of space
cold and forgiving
nothingness has proved
primordial knowledge
begets this misfortune
for my spirit can't take
this pain anymore....