One for Sorrow Songtext
von A Night in the Abyss
One for Sorrow Songtext
I, wasted away in a room marked my grave.
The quill danced across the blank stave
Inscribing my blood to the page.
I sit unaware, as my kin locked my harrowing gaze
"My child,
Save yourself from the blackness, it follows me.
I am plagued with this curse.
Perhaps I′ve been possessed by a wraith or a demon unknown
Six feet deep from home."
As my being, succumbs to the elements
I am nothing more, a mere husk of a hollow shell
Each word, like a passage of hate,
A melody stitched from the blackest Abyss.
With the lash of the belt,
The flayed flesh had felt,
As perturbing in feeling as stitching the lips
To the roof of ones mouth.
"I feel like I'm falling in synchronised rhythm
To sounds of harmonious laughter.
The grandfather clock ticking faster,
Each breath I draw, taking my blade,
Thoughts macabre."
Crawling I flee to my porcelain tomb juxtaposed me.
As moisture it graces my skin it′s
As though a third voice takes ahold of me.
"Let the blood of your sin and
Rejoice in pious melody
Let the blood flow freely and
We'll dance & sing Deaths harmony, ruh.
Should you wish to leave a legacy."
I've envisioned the day,
I′d try every way, cut out my eyes to be blind,
Severed veins.
I feel just like death just warmed up,
But that′s okay.
Life's short then you die but the pain it pertains,
These malevolent forces that have brought me here,
Festering in the darkness
Justly so, this is my destiny
As I rot.
As death mists over my eyes
I can not see the light
Stitching these dead eyes closed shut
Feeling like there is nothing, I can′t feel
In death I refuse to believe, anyone cared.
As My body lays beneath the mud.
And decays
Save yourself from the blackness, it follows me.
I am plagued with this retched excuse of a life.
Born under the crescent moon, this existence persistent in ending soon
I do not feel anymore, a whithered heart
I am plagued with this curse
No one can save me now
No one can save me now
No one can save me now
No one can save me now
I am nothing more
In time the pain subsides,
But it will be there at the back of my mind.
The quill danced across the blank stave
Inscribing my blood to the page.
I sit unaware, as my kin locked my harrowing gaze
"My child,
Save yourself from the blackness, it follows me.
I am plagued with this curse.
Perhaps I′ve been possessed by a wraith or a demon unknown
Six feet deep from home."
As my being, succumbs to the elements
I am nothing more, a mere husk of a hollow shell
Each word, like a passage of hate,
A melody stitched from the blackest Abyss.
With the lash of the belt,
The flayed flesh had felt,
As perturbing in feeling as stitching the lips
To the roof of ones mouth.
"I feel like I'm falling in synchronised rhythm
To sounds of harmonious laughter.
The grandfather clock ticking faster,
Each breath I draw, taking my blade,
Thoughts macabre."
Crawling I flee to my porcelain tomb juxtaposed me.
As moisture it graces my skin it′s
As though a third voice takes ahold of me.
"Let the blood of your sin and
Rejoice in pious melody
Let the blood flow freely and
We'll dance & sing Deaths harmony, ruh.
Should you wish to leave a legacy."
I've envisioned the day,
I′d try every way, cut out my eyes to be blind,
Severed veins.
I feel just like death just warmed up,
But that′s okay.
Life's short then you die but the pain it pertains,
These malevolent forces that have brought me here,
Festering in the darkness
Justly so, this is my destiny
As I rot.
As death mists over my eyes
I can not see the light
Stitching these dead eyes closed shut
Feeling like there is nothing, I can′t feel
In death I refuse to believe, anyone cared.
As My body lays beneath the mud.
And decays
Save yourself from the blackness, it follows me.
I am plagued with this retched excuse of a life.
Born under the crescent moon, this existence persistent in ending soon
I do not feel anymore, a whithered heart
I am plagued with this curse
No one can save me now
No one can save me now
No one can save me now
No one can save me now
I am nothing more
In time the pain subsides,
But it will be there at the back of my mind.
Writer(s): Lance Ellington, Mark Paul Topham, Karl Francis Twigg Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
