Emptiness کے بول

Rejected like the falling angel, cast out from this life, I am a victim of my desires, a monument of my pain, an empty shell devoid of emotions, in ivory black I am painted dead. Enthralled by beuty, yearning for bliss, oh I sacrificed myself, to fullfill my dreams, I saw sun, and I felt it's warmth, and I reached out my hand, to love and life, embraced by melancolic euphony, I knew, I was at the mercy of the parasites, like fallen fruit, to be drained from life. And I cried. In the midst, of my, ebony meadows, I was dancing with the dead, I was lost, in a strain of silence, I was one with emptiness. At the shore of the black sea, where the birds are silent, I cursed her name, I saw the death of the sun, I tasted the tears, of heaven, and I saw it all, pass by. Bleeding dry-loosing hope-I used to love-I used to care-now deprived from all that matters to me, my words mean nothing-my emotions are dead-my dreams are empty, if she only knew-oh, I wish she knew, I close my eyes and I sigh.