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    Добавлена 1 сентября 2011 пользователем Iron Man

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    [...being being being]
    Being at the place of darkness
    Where everything that exists, never is
    Being in the place of inexistence
    Where silence is everything
    Where silence never stops
    Being in a place I ignore
    Where sadness dominates monotony
    Where time ???? hands
    ???????????????????
    And I feel the impediment of taking out
    The anguish that resounds in my inside
    And I feel all his foundless madness
    Which oppress me like a thousand gravities
    And I feel more presence
    That gets lost in the infinity [infinity]
    I feel his torture in my being
    I feel his screams in my mind
    I feel his breath in my soul
    I feel his look in my spirit
    I try to cry and I have no eyes
    I try to hear and I have no ears
    I try to smell and I have no nose
    I try to touch and I have no hands
    I try to burst, and I have no body
    I try to burst, and I have no body
    I feel his torture in my being
    I feel his screams in my mind
    I feel his breath in my soul
    I feel his look in my spirit
    What's the sense of this demented
    Function which trapes me?
    What's the order of this puzzle
    If none of us fits okay?
    What's the motive of this whole emptiness
    If we don't exist in any concrete point?
    What's the answer to everything
    If I can't even make
    Make a question?
    [a question?]
    [a question]
    All these pleasures, refused
    All these sacrifices, in vain
    All these prays, with no destiny
    All these penances, absurd
    All these abstinences
    To get a beyond
    From the plenty grace
    And above all these
    Fears to an inexistent God
    For this Chaos
    [this Chaos]
    [this Chaos]
    All these pleasures, refused
    All these sacrifices, in vain
    All these prays, with no destiny
    All these penances, absurd
    All these abstinences
    To get a beyond
    From the plenty grace
    And above all these
    Fears to an inexistent God
    For this Chaos
    [yeah]
    Is this perpetual night, perhaps my personal hell??
    Maybe this perpetual night, bring a clear sunrise
    Which let me see the sky, that I think I deserve
    But until that moment I can only wait and reflect
    About everything and nothing
    And try to remember the mistakes
    That confined me to utter obscurity

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