Mortal Pain

Szépirodalom / Versek (743 katt) TharBael
  2012.07.08.

Phrases, shouts, curses rots
From immortal blaming-mouths.
Bones under flesh radiates,
Blood aching eyes starint at the stars!

Every beat and every breath
That aches deep inside my chest
Makes My mortal pain
Into an unbearable sin!

I have no regrets, I have no choice
No ideas to make the leap of faith!
But, if there is a distance from joys,
I can only explore my inner pain!

Every beat and every breath
That aches deep inside my chest
Makes My mortal pain
Into an unbearable sin!

Made some smile, bring in the light!
Take my hand, let me you to defend!
Carry the torch of your soul,
Let me take you to heaven!

Every beat and every breath
That aches deep inside my chest
Makes My mortal pain
Into an unbearable sin!

Hear my voice, screams!
In glory and love...
TASTE MY MORTAL PAIN!

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