When did this clock start screaming?
When did these walls begin to bleed...
Dark Thoughts
running through your head...
In the dead of night, into darkness I slip
The devil's vines pull me into my nightmares grip...
He wakes to find his spirit bound
to a broken glass in rooms of ether...
" To who loses him nothing
To who wins him nothing...
Death is in the air,
It looms as if a fog...
Impatiently waiting for his message to appear
Hoping that this time her meaning was clear...
.
you...
To night the sparrow fly's
Seeking the wrong and right...
Oh deary, deary me
what has happened here...
Weathered and bitter
Incapable of feeling...
I can't stop myself from withering away.
It consumes me every second...