Straight Inside Your Winter 歌词

Devoid of life, lost and glum Silence devours flair, swears allegiance to its maids On the prowl of loneliness To germinate with harsh, fake resistance to my art Accept my soul Offer my toll to the poet's tears Caress my heart It's my black art to whisper in your ears Back to the days we embellished the rhymes Off to the gallery of my pains Embody the spirit, this art of mine Every verse speaks for a thousand strains Ornaments of agony Cut the wrists of our bond to reality Embrace in sighs and despair To connect the flames to the oceans of my soul Accept my soul Offer my toll to the poet's tears Caress my heart It's my black art to whisper in your ears Back to the days we embellished the rhymes Off to the gallery of my pains Embody the spirit, this art of mine Every verse speaks for a thousand strains All screams and groans inside, not a single sigh A chest like a storm profound (roaring melancholy) Bring me out in shackles to the mercy of the might Hit me with your contempt, I'll rejoice and shine so bright Let me introduce my gloom to the deepest of your fears I want to cross your borders straight inside your winter, dear! Accept my soul Offer my toll to the poet's tears Caress my heart It's my black art to whisper in your ears