Dark Mirror ov Tragedy - 2008 - The Pregnant of Despair - 08 - Feed the Fire in a Blind Alley (Conclusion of Subjective Compulsion) (16-22kj-L) | Текст песни
2008 - The Pregnant of Despair - 08 - Feed the Fire in a Blind Alley (Conclusion of Subjective Compulsion) (16-22kj-L)
8. Feed The Fire In A Blind Alley (Conclusion Of Subjective Compulsion)
Burned it’s blackish red my insteps were already torn they’re holding on Scorching enough enough I’m not chilly thing any longer don’t appear in me All the capillary winds around me feel like heated all the things are inflated
It’ll rupture of the blood vessels don’t put down me My own eyes cannot closed he became to returned for the second for the third I cannot myself to sleep don’t look on me Something is not in sight someone comes in chase of me in lightless light In the end i feed the fire in a dead end
Open your eyes dear someone who was confined oneself voluntary Some heart not glows any more you stand still in the icy moonlight try as you may run Someone who is not a possibility you rise up there is no other way Someone who is not a possibility you breathe easily the soul in fear constantly
I wants a wholly spatial just a mine free of impurities Relieve me i was locked in a blind alley I needs some body heat it’s all right yours Relieve me i was locked in a blind alley Give me my own name it had become deprived of great renown who else? Relieve me i was locked in a blind alley I have sunk in deep mire rise me up in your sublime arms In a dead end i was locked in a blind alley Here the moonlight so chilly soul unloose me My breath paralyzed with cold-hearted atmosphere i cried
There’s no way that my own eyes cannot close frequently he is here is Atmospheric pressure is massive it press on it’s ready to burst against the heart immediately Sorrow resented again They are returned worms all around every side wriggles in my capillary deep inside All around Wandered besides rapid roam the room I’d returned under the babe’s mobile Remembrance was replayed once again Feels like inflated the middle feels so chilly it filled with the cold-hearted atmosphere I don’t struggle against fate it’s the inevitable through and through the reeking of the cold blood They came down farther back I’m chained cannot rise elementary particles break up constantly they’re destroyed constantly Drawing aside provoke destroy because of against fate the reeking of the blackish blood is mine They groan in grief Sorrow resented again
Feed the fire in a blind alley This world is not yours feed the fire in a blind alley Remembrance was replayed once again Feed the fire in a blind alley That womb is not yours feed the fire in a blind alley They came down farther back Feed the fire in a blind alley This epoch is not yours feed the fire in a blind alley They groan in grief Feed the fire in a dead end The veto is not yours feed the fire in a dead end Open your eyes dear someone who was confined oneself voluntary Some heart not glows any more you stand still in the icy moonlight try as you may Someone who is not a possibility you rise up there is no other way Someone who is not a possibility you breathe easily the soul in fear constantly I wants a wholly spatial just a mine free of impurities I needs some body heat it’s all right yours
I’m locked in the hollow water world People came in flocks because they observe the movements of me Give me my own name it had become deprived of great renown who else? Everywhere only the reeking of the cold soul icy hearted I’m in panic stricken fear of the cold heart I’m in dread of bare eyes I have sunk in deep mire rise me up in your sublime arms I’m in panic stricken again Dear my heartless lord take me the rather Right now feed the fire in a dead end
In a blind alley In a dead end There’s no way that my own eyes cannot close frequently he is here is Atmospheric pressure is massive it press on it’s ready to burst against the heart immediately Sorrow resented again They are returned worms all around every side wriggles in my capillary deep inside