טום מור / The Foresaken |
Crawling, Falling down... stuck in this same old town, where eternity bares our burdens and our own soul's miseries know no ends I know you, just as you know me we all know the pain, the tragedy crying in our little futile attempts lying in our cells, by our own sentence we looked the truth in its eyes seeing what everyone else denies we scratched till it bled we screamed as it fed our lakes of crimson red so warm and deep, bearing our unsaid, I know what you know, I see what you see yet I'll never know the point, I'll never be set free and when I search for the blinding light, all I see... blackness, death, and eternal grief... till sanity begins to flee and I laugh at you all, because it's all a joke and I cry for you all, at the truth's unspoken and I wonder why, mercy could be.... this merciless thing....that's all I see... and we are the foresaken, and we are the blessed and we will forever, eternally bare our crest a broken crown of thorns, and the throne of a fool sitting alone, looking upon an empty kingdom to rule and I smile for you brothers, cause I know as you do and I'm everything but nothing, just as are you and as I bleed, and as it feeds, I sit here among black clouds and I look into the water's reflection, and it shrouds my bloodied wings, bearing this mark ever more... to forever morn forever foresaken, by our very own lord... and we are... forever torn. |
היצירה לעיל הנה בדיונית וכל קשר בינה ובין המציאות הנו מקרי בהחלט. אין צוות האתר ו/או הנהלת האתר אחראים לנזק, אבדן, אי נוחות, עגמת נפש וכיו''ב תוצאות, ישירות או עקיפות, שייגרמו לך או לכל צד שלישי בשל מסרים שיפורסמו ביצירות, שהנם באחריות היוצר בלבד. |
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