Rotting Christ - A Dead Poem lyrics
[Rotting Christ - A Dead Poem lyrics]
Sorrow means no future cover my face
With my guilty hands
It's the season the trees die
The birds don't sing anymore
The rivers never come back nature dies out
This tragic future
Destined to hurt never heal
What end can save me
What good gives me an end
Nothing is innocent nothing is fair
I keep wondering how did I end up like this
First passion now is lost
A dramatic dead story i killed all I have
My sadness is translated into madness
I spell meaningless words
A poem for sorrow and death