About
Tears depressive
Thus all day
The sun clears soft
The moon softens my tears
Meditate on my life empty
Tears of torment
Icy tears ...
Tears wasted ...
Trying to ease my martyrdom
And I hate it
I hate feeling this torture
Be followed by the bitterness
So I tried suicide
My whimper
My fear that burns my soul
My mortification that will not let me be calm
My eternal fury
Tears ...
Tears of pain
Love without tears
Sorrows ...
I tried to drown me
This useless lamentation
In this futile regret
In the mist that cloaks the sea
But I am not protected
Only brought me more grief
Just got my crucifixion
But that does not hit me
Well, as I
In this world profane
Choky this insane desire
Many people died ...
In that immortal depression
Tears depressive
Thus all day
The sun clears soft
The moon softens my tears
Meditate on my life empty
Tears of torment
Icy tears ...
Tears wasted ...
Trying to ease my martyrdom
And I hate it
I hate feeling this torture
Be followed by the bitterness
So I tried suicide
My whimper
My fear that burns my soul
My mortification that will not let me be calm
My eternal fury
Tears ...
Tears of pain
Love without tears
Sorrows ...
I tried to drown me
This useless lamentation
In this futile regret
In the mist that cloaks the sea
But I am not protected
Only brought me more grief
Just got my crucifixion
But that does not hit me
Well, as I
In this world profane
Choky this insane desire
Many people died ...
In that immortal depression