Rotting Christ "A Dead Poem" Слова песни

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A Dead Poem

Focus tomorrow's horizonSorrow means no futureCover my faceWith my guilty hands

It's the season the tress dieThe birds don't sing anymoreThe rivers never come backNature dies out

This tragic figureDestined to hurt never healWhat end can save meWhat good gives me an endNothing is innocent

Nothing is fairI keep wonderingHow did i end up like thisFirst passion

Now is lostA dramatic dead storyI killed all i haveMy sadness isTranslated into madness

I spell meaningless wordsA poem for sorrow and death

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