Entombed By Winter-Forgotten Tomb

Observe the snow under which I lie with empty eyes Losing life, remembrances of cries Frozen images of last sick days The forceless body hanged shows me ill-fated ways Recalling desolation, no one cried my death The acrid taste of rotting takes my breath away My violet lips covered with frost The paleness of those walls is lost... It’s f**king lost The winter grows cold It takes me into the frame of dust and old The silence in me... Please Death set me free Fallin’ upon my buried coffin The snow freezes my last smile And the tears are crystallized But the pain remains in me Still and cold and dead My body lies under the ground A withered flower falls on me Upon the ice of my grave Entombed By Winter... Memories of life, times lost in my mind Ages of a forgotten existence, so far now Dusty shells of pictures buried by years Tell me who I am Tell me how to see my dawn... Tomorrow... Were we born to struggle and suffer? Happiness is a short while Where we forget to be humans Hate is only a waste of time The cold is growing, end of days Hold my body and take me far away Far away from this grave of frost We must enjoy these moments of inhumanity Before they take our dream away...