Tell me! How will I ever forget this 24 years of isolation? 24 years of black. I will never forget this 24 years of separation 24 years of pain? I will
moonlight - a glance of the moon into my blurred eyes - the darkness gives way to the beauty of the evening light and in a faint moment in this sheer
[Caliban] The finest breeze of wind, born is the beautiful, lonely in a wide open space. There's nothing to see of the world. Only dream. Lonely in
When time decides. The circle made from love and trust breaks. The chain breaks. An emptieness reveals. Memories start to swallow me. Searching the unknown
blizzards reign the fires by the pod - their cold heat set ablaze my burning soul - embodiment at least a fear rises - the storm clams the choires forever
A hundred suns, born to kill it is madness, a sun created by man- once again a perverse irony of life earth creates - man destroys love and hatred we
the image of the world I live in born into to fall into oblivion is the huge arena of illusion & deceit nothing's real not a thing curtain call & the
oh dark night, in silence broken ban, shackles of fear, I lie there, flat and merely the valley lies deep, staggering in the past, shadows hide danger
I turn inside of myself - look back into my past - into nothing - the best time in life - barely present I wish I could go back - tell that nice little
Stand up you?ve got to manage, I wont sympathize anymore. And if you complain once more, you meet an army of me. You?re all right, there?s nothing wrong
deeply hidden in the deepest wood black is the night the owls are singing between the worlds the circle closes, the cycle of fire opens it's doors the
[Caliban] The imagination of an unrestrained dedication, without considering the consequences and the betrayal of own ideals, just to kill my thirst
Arms are weak, my feet are stiff & cold why do I not escape arms are weak, my feet are stiff & cold I'm the scourage of my self made walls Shadows of
what urge me to do right? the emptiness - the conciousness of living in the void of the feral muting against the vacant - cold void - the incensed endeavour
Can't you hear my screams? Can't you see my desperation? I am lying here, almost dead but still alive I see the time passes by I see you everyday come
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look into the wide, wild liberty look well, it's reality close your eyes and turn loose, all burden is impulse drop the anger, the hate you cherish turn
no one hears you no one fears you you are invisible - nothing - trace of belief you're going blind - dazzeled by the beauty of the day your footsteps
