1.Grey strings of anger tie up my mind,
all the thoughts are blurring inside
don’t know what I did wrong this time,
why did the sun cease to shine?
2.Black drops of asking falling down,
melting the serene crown,
turning into rivers of tears,
washing away the crimson red spheres.
Bridge:
The black king is pointing back at me
I turn around and start to see.
Ref.:
Abyss of the Apocalyptical
Into thee I fall
Swallowing my dark essence
The sand of time runs through my hands.
3.screaming illusions are stirring the lake,
flashing distortions, they’re too much to take,
the mirror is broken, pieces scattered around,
inside the reflections the truth I have found.
Bridge
4.Diving into an ocean of razors,
cutting up my soul inside,
haunted by a flickering spirit,
in the fortress of the past I try to hide.
Bridge:
Don’t know why I’m killing me,
the visions chains won’t let me be!
Refrain
5.There´s not much left of the raging battle fought here,
inside my tortured soul they killed,
but the mage rebuild the crimson sphere
an angels blood will nevermore be spilled.
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WOW! This song is so intense! It is dark and powerful! It drives the stake deep into the heart--sort to speak! *Applauds*
Xay Ly (aka XayberOptix)
Freelance Digital Art & Media Producer
Thank you! =) It shows that this song was written while I was eeextremely angry. ;)
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Scythe2112
Site-Manager and Fwunk-Journalist
"Yesterday is history, tomorrow a mystery, but today is a gift - that's why it's called the present"
Seems that creativity stemming from anger are the most indepth.