From somewhere far beyond When day and night where one Comes back a thought A turbulence of mind Relieve again the same old tragedy In blood and flesh I taste this memory Again in fright I lie here in the cold Waiting for signs To tell me where I am.
Grieving, crying, I never find my true relief Fading, dying, a prisoner of my own disease
Hated Rising
Hated rise whiting, illusions carry me I'll stray and fall behind in sin Without a hope I'll be reborn in sin And still I see no signs ahead of me Tonight I'll lie in warm embracing cold For my remise is tribute to my past.
Grieving, crying, I never find my true relief Fading, dying, a prisoner of my own disease