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The depressions got worse...
...and I buried all hope medication will change this fact
A life a fevre dream is never worth to be lived
A life bound in chains, only worth to be shattered
I'll follow these shadows, to become one of them...

Save me from staying around like a shadow
Save me from straying this maze of void

You were the ailment
And leaving was the cure
I fell away and I still suffer
And year by year I’m fading away

You were the ailment
And leaving was the cure
I fell away and I still suffer

I came up to our house, with barren feet and empty handed,
you weren’t here in a long time, but your ghost still haunts these walls.
Over all these years, we slowly lost each others sight,
we tried everything just not to forget, but this life has no clean brakes…

So now that you’re gone I’ve got no more reason to croak in this place,
Alas this formerly lively area now turned out just bleak and lonesome.
So why should I stay, why should I scrape a living by disgrace,

We walked throughstony paths to avoid this crystal drought of doom,
but without taking one single look around we crashed right back in!
An episode of life can be recounted in a few trite words,
but the reverberations that remain will last from days to years.
Daring not to chase all these hours of unique ecstasy,
'cause elapsed moments can't be repeated, once gone they're lost.

I sing the word hope in inscrutable notes,

Sundown! A blood-red sunset and the curtain of night devours the light,
somehow this gloaming looks like a painting of two worlds that collide.
As if you marked it in your dying wish, this farewell couldn’t be a more impressive sight.
So these are our last common hours, cause tomorrow you’ll be laid to rest, at first light.

The days get shorter, even if I try to shout off my head,
weird that every day has its own name but the night holds only one.
But also nascent darkness won’t lull me to sleep,

Capture the horizon, dry tears with stale wine,
try to turn thoughts into letters, scream as loud as you can!
This empty streets seem like a grace of wounded hearts to me,
just a few hours more to come and they'll enter their long expected target.

An unending story of renunciation, my sacrifice,
once offered to this dying love as my last, final gift.
In sooner days we thought,

This life is a river running through cold veins,
no calm gasp at all, we’re always panting for air.
The irrepealable decision to live and to die young,
we said:” Destroy! All we love we leave behind…”

Our awful derated state feels like a deathless march of distress.
Scraping through this tales was a hazard, so let’s taste the void.
I saw it all, from heartbreaking delight to crippling pain.

Yet another tone and these walls come tumbling down on our heads,
so that we are finally buried alive, in this dungeon of lies.
After all these years, I discerned, I don’t belong here anymore.
It’s an ardent desire, all we love we have to leave behind!

It’s about time to take leave, please let me tear apart.
Even this lethargy can’t restrain me, it may be too late.
I’m hungry, I’m thirsty, I’m tired and cold.

Any time tomorrow I will lie and say I'm fine
I'll say yes when I mean no
And any time tomorrow
The sun will cease to shine
There's a shadowman who told me so
Any time tomorrow the rain will play a part
Of a play I used to know
Like no other

I wonder if depression ever ends
Or if it will end me
I’m still dancing on the edge of the blade
Till it cuts me in half
Some days I feel everything at once
Other days I feel nothing at all
So what’s worse?
Drowning beneath the waves or dying from the thirst?

What if I were smiling?
And falling into your arms?
Would you see then?
What I can see now?

Tell me about the old days
Us against December skies
I’ve spent my happiest days here