Thursday, April 23, 2015
Wednesday, April 22, 2015
Dreams
I regained my faith in my own dreams. As it turns out, they weren't really shattered, only cracked a bit. I am determined to make things work in that area and I am lucky to get a second chance. The world doesn't need to know everything about them, or about me. So, FU, world, get a life! :P
Of course, going to a Behemoth show and getting a copy of "Confessions Of A Heretic" and a poster signed by Nergal helps the morale :-)
Of course, going to a Behemoth show and getting a copy of "Confessions Of A Heretic" and a poster signed by Nergal helps the morale :-)
Tuesday, April 7, 2015
Sunday, April 5, 2015
Saturday, April 4, 2015
Get Some Rest
BSC: get some rest, get some rest, get some rest, get some rest...
In the mean time, when the phone rings:
In the mean time, when the phone rings:
Wednesday, April 1, 2015
Saturday, March 28, 2015
Thursday, March 26, 2015
Wednesday, March 25, 2015
Monday, March 23, 2015
Waiting
Triptykon - Waiting
http://www.metal-archives.com/albums/Triptykon/Melana_Chasmata/401884
We are the same
They've come for us
They've come in vain
In sleep entwined
Will we remain
We are the same
We're bound within
Upon this ground
I'm on my knees
A trace of blood
We shall be free
http://www.metal-archives.com/albums/Triptykon/Melana_Chasmata/401884
We are the same
They've come for us
They've come in vain
In sleep entwined
Will we remain
We are the same
We're bound within
Upon this ground
I'm on my knees
A trace of blood
We shall be free
Sunday, March 22, 2015
My Pain
Triptykon - My Pain
Encyclopaedia Metallum
Fall asleep in my arms, never to wake up ever again
Morning comes as a surprise to the solitary heart
This world within my mind, did it ever even exist?
I wish my touch could mend your bleeding wounds
And mark my existence in your time
I fight the impending lure of belated sleep
For fear of waking up and you are gone
Encyclopaedia Metallum
Fall asleep in my arms, never to wake up ever again
Morning comes as a surprise to the solitary heart
This world within my mind, did it ever even exist?
I wish my touch could mend your bleeding wounds
And mark my existence in your time
I fight the impending lure of belated sleep
For fear of waking up and you are gone
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