all time. No, no way out from the spell where you're caught. So we must be strong, holding on to our lives. Into the void. Immortal souls will rise.
eyes I didn't break I felt it return and take me back to fate My body felt cold as my soul left this hole So I know, I been down the same fuckin road
time. No, no way out from the spell where you're caught. So we must be strong, holding on to our lives. Into the void. Immortal souls will rise. Rising
heart; Loneliness is my only game on these cold streets.. The freezing wind from the sea blows it cold over me; The sea lies frozen in ice as do my soul
can hear the church bells from a distance somewhere far Voices of nocturnal nature raise the tempo of my heart The Blue Flamed Fire's been burning in my soul
Through this silent night I've been watching the sky. I've been following the brightest star with my eyes... Saviour is born... Rejoice! I thought this
head won't leave me alone... Black are the walls that imprison my soul; Darkness surrounds me in the cloak of the night. Down, deep inside I say a prayer for my soul
"I face the wall of a storm, that freezes my soul; ..with heart open wide I walk in.." I close my eyes and let the wind embrace with it's flow; As I
Cold January morning at the northern land White frost embraces the dawn Cold nature awaking under the veil of snow With the first beams of light Cold
Riding down the mountain of my own emotion, everything feels so unreal... All my thoughts destructive isolation active, amounts of anquish unseen...
As I walk this sidewalk all alone, wet from rain and so cold I press my head down and try to hide from their looks Deep inside I cry in pain, so intense
At this frosty night under the starlit sky Northern light caress my eyes The white spruce forest swaying By the rhythm of the wind I stare with sweet
"Another lonely afternoon.. I just wait for tomorrow; With longing and sorrow.." I still see your eyes before mine; Thou our time's far behind. In you
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that Way?... See...Feel...Inside of Me...Deep Countless times I have heard it, Hide yourself and think naive... Do not let them take you down, Soul
work These dark lines and visions that hurt And from the canvas I can look into my soul The paint reflects my inner fears and my pain Weak soul in
.. All the confessions poured upon my soul; The turmoil inside.. To whom can I turn to on my own sorrow; I pray for my soul.. Sorrow in my torn soul
I Invite you for a ride... journey into my mind... The realm that you shall find...winter cold hatred inside... Welcome to My Realm of Hatred. Like
