Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Painful Mind Contradiction, artist - Crimson Moonlight. Album song Veil of Remembrance, in the genre Метал
Date of issue: 31.12.2004
Record label: Rivel
Song language: English
Painful Mind Contradiction |
Feel how it tastes, the scraps of the thorns develops the blood that |
is flowing without a prevent, down, all the way down until it’s |
reaching the ground. |
Feel the taste of the pain who is laughing you |
in the face exactly like you have done, in a now looking far away |
time. |
Feel how it draws you to the ground how it passage your |
whole situation, the thought feels unreal but yet close, what drives |
you — holding you up? |
What comes to you… the situation is inevitable, you falling in the so often safe surrounding, you are thrown around in the |
darkness where no one seems to care-Who am I? |
The question is an echo that going round, you don’t know — is there a me? |
The |
nightmare becomes reality everything is dark — you take a shape of a ghost you don’t know, hiding behind the mask that is choking |
you, the blood starts to flow the thorns are reminding, you stapple |
around and fall in the shadows where you are alone and empty. |
Can no one see? |
Can no one see? |
— I fall down in the deep tunnel |
there nothing is like me. |
Can no one see? |
Can no one see? |
— Feel |
how it draws you to the ground how it passage your weak |
self esteem. |
Can no one see — I am obscurity. |
Can no one see — the |
retribution through me? |
The thought is unreal but yet close, my only way — drink the wine, |
face the blood, conquer myself. |
Lost in my thought, Lost in my body, feeling the thorns, reminding the pain. |
I feel how it draws |
me to the ground, how it passage my whole situation, the thought |
feel unreal but yet close, what drives me holding me up? |
Once more the shadows of night have darkened my existence. |
But |
somewhere in my in blackened unpleased mind I have a small |
beginning of a remembrance, like an unreadable note from a long |
time ago that still is valid. |
When the shape is forming I know there will be something more — |
I know. |
At the mirror of my soul — many times I’m convinced — all |
concepts have lost their meaning, when the situation is inevitable |
and I’m falling down in the so often safe surrounding. |
When the question is an echo that going round and I don’t know |
is there a me? |
I have my remembrance reminding me that I know; |
yes I know there will be something more a new morning — |
the everlasting the fulfilled. |