IRC-Galleria

Lyriikkaakin tulis siis kirjoteltua. Tässä olis:

To hell with this apathy,
and the tears I wont admit.
As I spiral down to the pits of the earth,
Melancholy speaks to me in cold notes.

I think I'll exceed,
I shall turn in to stone.
None shall know me or feel me or hurt me,
Everyone will still be my jailor.

Despair my only companion,
nothing better in comparison.

Did I dig my own grave?
Did I walk in darkness,
As I gave my all,
did I bury myself in my mind?

Did I not catch the wave?
Did I live in excess,
As I'm set to fall,
did I poison myself to death?

Cold and wet and miserable I wander,
but it's not my body that suffers.
In the depths of my self-pity,
I come to conclusion that life is pain

Despair my only companion,
Nothing better in comparison.

Did I dig my own grave?
Did I walk in darkness,
As I gave my all
Did I bury myself in my mind?

Did I not catch the wave?
Did I live in excess,
As I'm set to fall,
Did I poison myself to death?

Did I dig my own grave?
Did I walk in darkness,
As I gave my all
Did I bury myself in my grind!

Did I not catch the wave?
Did I live in excess,
As I'm set to fall,
Did I gross myself to (Grrrraaaah)!!!

And so it goes for all warmth,
the smooth and slow death of human heart.