When we're lost
sexta-feira, 13 de agosto de 2010 by Ismael
Night falls upon dark skies
filled with crying clouds
On and on, for countless times
nature shouts it out loud
Emptiness replaces the love
The harsh feeling of loss
tears the flesh for no cause
No Heaven lies above
It rips the very core of a man
to be drowned in dispair and sorrow
Our hearts are all broken again
What could be waiting for us tomorrow?
None can tell what's our future
But very small proos can be found
once we've been fed to the vultures
or when we're lying six feet underground
filled with crying clouds
On and on, for countless times
nature shouts it out loud
Emptiness replaces the love
The harsh feeling of loss
tears the flesh for no cause
No Heaven lies above
It rips the very core of a man
to be drowned in dispair and sorrow
Our hearts are all broken again
What could be waiting for us tomorrow?
None can tell what's our future
But very small proos can be found
once we've been fed to the vultures
or when we're lying six feet underground