lördag 11 februari 2012



 My Dying Bride – Roads


As the day come to an end, the darkness is sure to follow.
And everything sweeps away with the simple word of death.
Niether do I understand or believe  these kind of feeling.
Even if they may be the closes to the heart..

The world outside is freezing, leaving nothing for mercy.
Surviving the constant fear, fear of regrets, emptiness and stress.
Without a voice to speak, without a the ear to hear.
I'm cornered..

And as it all ends for the day, it's all forgotten.
Erasing form the mind.
Leaving nothing behind..


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