How could I ever have imagined that
I would find it that hard to survive
In this cold and meaningless Universe
God's death left an immense void in my soul
I can't feel any more...
My eyes pregnant with darkness
Giving birth to a demon each single second
Broken and wingless I am
A man without destiny
I never meant to be ungrateful!
Isn't there any redemption for this sinful soul?
Someone please come and take me by the hand
I need some warmth...
1 | Don't Mourn |
2 | O Solitude |
3 | Time |
4 | Sloth |
5 | First Prayer |
6 | Greed |
7 | Envy |
8 | Apologeia |
9 | Gluttony |
10 | Deliverance |