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Memories start to fade, only a gray thought of something |
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Was it even me? |
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All the scars remind me I was somewhere |
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Forgotten you were so don't dare to rise |
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Stay in your tomb, whoever you were |
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I washed myself with pain a long time ago |
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So deep that nothing can reach me |
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These deep shadows of my heart, crushing pain |
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It follows in voices, the rooms, the garden |
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Leaving me to bleed the truth of it all |
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Who ever is sentenced to love will bow down as a servant of sorrow |
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Searching memories of the days of light |
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It will kill me, even a touch of warmth |
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But I long for it more |
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Than the stone I've turned to |
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Alone in this castle, in these halls of gloom |
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An old shape, once a brave man |
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Now the servant of sorrow |
