Departure

 

 

I remember the moment I never felt before,

In this life of empty wishes that didn't come true.

I feel its scent in this cold wind tonight,

I wonder is it there to remind me of you.

 

The words I hear make no sense,

The perfume I sense will fade away...

Sympathy caused by chemistry in my head,

Is only there to fool this world of emptiness.

 

And I recall everything that doesn't matter,

I try to hang on to the edge of this abyss...

But as the as the time changes, and my heart too,

Emotions are drowned...replaced by repentance.

 

Simple thoughts strangle my washed-out mind,

And everything I do in spite of myself tonight

Will be nothing more than a groan for this soul...

 

The angel of love had left my heart.

 

 

 

 

 

Prophecy

 

 

That fallen night of empathy

Lingered here longer than it should've,

And a voice I heard from far away...

Sighed – «The end is coming nearer».

 

«Not for you,» it said «but for him,

Who dares to try the limits of life...»

Or was he someone else?...

Who embraced sweet death last night?

 

As I lay in comfort of my sanctuary,

I felt the presence of that voice...

Not the words, but the spirit,

And my tears started to flow.

 

As I knew not for whom I was crying,

It showed me the night I met him...

The first night and the last sight,

Of his naive presence.

 

«Cherish your gift and try not to feel the pain,

For nothing is as beautiful as the cold cemetary rain.»

 

 

 

 

 

Redemption

 

 

So many different faces,

And so many truths to tell...

The time for our redemption

Is slowly coming to an end.

 

Will you wait until it ticks midnight,

This clock of our mistaken destiny...?

Will you leave this alley behind,

And return to your hidden sanctuary...?

 

Close your eyes, and hear the song

Of the birds flying beyond our dreams...

You will find yourself sleeping again

Under the veil of forgotten tears.

 

But they will rise and forget their path,

For your redemption is soon to be found...

So fear not the arrival of flower's perfume...

I shall embrace the thorns instead of you.

Mmm, Dark romance poetry...

 

Ova prva ''Departure'' jednostavno me ubija citajuci.

Svaka rijec kao da mi srce reze... =(

 

p.s. Mnogo lijepo pises.

I te kako, Vicky...

 

''Cherish your gift and try not to feel the pain,

For nothing is as beautiful as the cold cemetary rain.''

 

Angel of Sorrow moj si idol!

Tvoje radove jednostavno obozavam!

 

RESPECT!

to moze da bude konceptualni naziv albuma....prodaj anathemi....