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I BECOME SUFFERING
There is a darkness
At the heart of existence
The place where I dwell
Empty void that you call Hell
I become suffering
When I look in the mirror
It’s never been more clearer
When I become suffering
If I die for you
Will you let me go?
Carved into the bone
Where the ghosts moan for lost lives
From desolate sands
To the black land of the damned
I become suffering
When I look in the mirror
It’s never been more clearer
When I become suffering
If I die for you
Will you let me go?
Drowning in the essence
Of the twisting tides
Choking me severely
Pulling me under
I never had a chance
To pull away from
Talons of perdition
I cannot break free
I become suffering
When I look in the mirror
It’s never been more clearer
When I become suffering
If I die for you
Will you let me go?
(c) 2017 Frank Green
At the heart of existence
The place where I dwell
Empty void that you call Hell
I become suffering
When I look in the mirror
It’s never been more clearer
When I become suffering
If I die for you
Will you let me go?
Carved into the bone
Where the ghosts moan for lost lives
From desolate sands
To the black land of the damned
I become suffering
When I look in the mirror
It’s never been more clearer
When I become suffering
If I die for you
Will you let me go?
Drowning in the essence
Of the twisting tides
Choking me severely
Pulling me under
I never had a chance
To pull away from
Talons of perdition
I cannot break free
I become suffering
When I look in the mirror
It’s never been more clearer
When I become suffering
If I die for you
Will you let me go?
(c) 2017 Frank Green
Published 31st Oct 2017
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1st Nov 2017 2:41am
Hades.. great fucking lyrics.. this needs music bro.. much respect..
Dave
Dave
1st Nov 2017 3:32am
2nd Nov 2017 00:36am
"Drowning in the essence
Of the twisting tides
Choking me severely
Pulling me under
I never had a chance
To pull away from
Talons of perdition
I cannot break free"
my Darkest Lord a very
bad ass spill of wicked despair
wrought from hell's own..
I love it..
love Crim
Of the twisting tides
Choking me severely
Pulling me under
I never had a chance
To pull away from
Talons of perdition
I cannot break free"
my Darkest Lord a very
bad ass spill of wicked despair
wrought from hell's own..
I love it..
love Crim
2nd Nov 2017 1:33am
this is so wickedly great
you dark ink in something really special
& stands out here..
loved the plea in these lines..
"When I look in the mirror
It’s never been more clearer
When I become suffering
If I die for you
Will you let me go? "
a very haunting question..
desolate & dark writing at it's finest..
~Raven
you dark ink in something really special
& stands out here..
loved the plea in these lines..
"When I look in the mirror
It’s never been more clearer
When I become suffering
If I die for you
Will you let me go? "
a very haunting question..
desolate & dark writing at it's finest..
~Raven
