Immortal Souls
morning mist
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afraid to open my eyes.
Horror of facing the day.
Mist of the morning is fading,
while cancer burn in my bones.
Horror of facing the pain.
Years ago I had plans,
what to do with my life.
But now it all is so futile.
Oh. again my fears come true
and painkillers are out of effect.
To the pain I must reconcile.
The color of my desperation,
if I wouldn't be heading to Christ.
Would even be darker than now.
My dream is to wake one morning
without these tears of pain.
Oh. why can't I just die?
The color of my desperation,
if I wouldn't be heading to Christ.
Would even be darker than now.
My dream is to wake one morning
without these tears of pain.
Oh. why can't I just die?
- Álbum:
- Wintermetal
- IV: The Requiem for the Art of Death
- Under The Northern Sky
- Divine Wintertime (EP)
- Once Upon A Time In The North
- The Cleansing
- Ice Upon The Night
- Wintereich
- Meltdown: Echoes of Eternity
- Immortal Souls Sampler
- Divine Wintertime / Through the Woods, Towards the Dawn
- Facedown Distribution Sampler 2004
- Something Worth Fighting For
- Facedown Records: Something Worth Fighting For