You are close to me but still I am left alone This is my compulsive solicitude Like a fading flower waiting for the rain to fall I'm barely craving for
Every night, this emptiness Yearning for something obsucre. Like spikes in roses my love is frail When I saw you I knew - Cinderella in black. My dark
Far away from the sun in coldness of the north Hear the wind sing her song, her withered widows weeping Wedding of the moon and the stars A funeral of
The man with a hollow heart. His life was torn apart. Thus he takes devotion from the ones like you. He will entwine you with illusions of love. He
The snow comes falling down like your last tears of blood Before the moment of faith All I see is black as I drown into the flood of my thoughts. Close
She feels a cold breeze, at night, she hears distant cries She is just a child but still she knows The girl in the mirrow is not herself Just a phantasm
Behind this veil of lies, among this squalor Amid tears, I cry out, I know the truth From my ghastly haven I watch the nightly sky The crescent's eerie
The time has frozen all the moments are stolen Everything seems so grey and even silence is more silent now The black roses she gave me I realised contradiction
In the leafy shade of a wildwood, reflections of a distant light A tempting celestial song, calling into the light leading to the sky Somber, so very
Прошу не молчи, скажи мне опять Что будешь меня из армии ждать Пусть письма летят, в них строчки любви Для тебя каждый раз Прошу не молчи, скажи мне
embraced by the midwinter frost the light of darkness slips away black roses surround the fields strange floating lights, they float endless visions into
Настя Чернова: Просто оставить или просто молчать, Просто не видеть или просто тебя не знать, Просто обнять или просто выкинуть из головы, Мысленно мы
Ты говоришь как-будто всерьёз. от этих слов так хочется плакать. но нет, прошу, не хочу твоих слёз, а за окном дождливо и слякать. зачем судьба подвела
Silence of the hams squeal pigs Split they wigs Mr. bigs This is gonna flip they lids Screw you fucking bitch Now lemme tell you something about my side
Come back, show your face, don't you see You're too good for this place, can we leave It's not your fault, what they say, don't believe Or would you rather
I exclude light and wash my hands of you By larger being devoured Leaving only me to improve Weep Don't fucking weep Your weak eyes cry tears of the
That burning feeling Red liquids, clear liquids Blessed are the sick Children shiver in the river Where is our God now? Does he watch over all in El
She cured the plague of the holy child And all the while I've been watching And, "Boom", she said in her room With her red fingernails and a grip on the