Wijlen Wij

I've died and they build BRIDGES all over my dead corpse They don't seem to have much RESPECT For the remains of a dead warrior Why can't they see that my wounds are still bleeding? Why can't they see that my limbs are still aching? Their soldiers bu

Rotten leaves, naked trees lost light, gone from the sky barren and cold waste an all engulfing darkness my body lays silent yet I'm wandering alone my strength and courage All idle in this world lingering shadows hostile, hopeless woe contorted imag

L'anathème est prononcé Noyée de brumes Noyée de larmes Les gens ils marchent, ils marchent 专辑:Wijlen Wij 歌手:Wijlen Wij 歌曲:Offertorium

Wie herinnert ons nu aan onze half vervaagde zonden? Met ogen wijd geopend, zullen we de slaap nooit meer vatten De schimmen zullen ons nimmer meer verlaten In stilte zijn ze weer aan 't bloeden, onze oude en diepe wonden Ons geluk was van korte duur

Trapped in cold decaying flesh. There is another world in here. Another mind in control. Trapped in dead withering flesh. I should not be – but still am. Trapped in this mental hell. Aware of the emptiness. Aware of the cold. Touching the everlasting