Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Chamber of Endless Nightmares, artist - Hortus Animae. Album song Secular Music, in the genre Иностранный рокDate of issue: 06.10.2014
Record label: Flicknife
Song language: English
Chamber of Endless Nightmares |
| Pest or ghosts, I cannot know |
| Haunted my skin, flesh and bones |
| Infested my veins, poisoned my blood |
| Made me grope deep inside the mud |
| Made me blind and made me deaf |
| The mark to the ox, my Taw/Aleph |
| I couldn’t see them, they couldn’t see me |
| Although we lived as one, in company |
| Through spider webs filtered pale rays |
| And reached the dark of every place |
| I have felt the sickness, vomited it out |
| The flouting mangy old rooks flew up |
| Giving shapes back before my eyes |
| I desired the death of such petty flies |
| Have I gotten rid of all the stains |
| that decorated my mind |
| I spit my rage by heavy rains |
| I wash my wounds, eliminate |
| I swear I won’t forget this time |
| The most lone hours ever |
| Sleepwalking through the dead of night |
| While particles do sever |
| I swear I won’t forget this time |
| The most lone hours ever |
| The scattered ashes of my life |
| Keep floating through the never |
| I spit my rage by heavy rains |
| I wash my wounds, eliminate |
| I spit my rage by heavy rains |
| Withdraw the dirt while I elate |
| I swear I won’t forget this time |
| The most lone hours ever |
| Sleepwalking through the dead of night |
| While particles do sever |
| I swear I won’t forget this time |
| The most lone hours ever |
| The scattered ashes of my life |
| Keep floating through the never |
| Crimson waves wreaking over |
| I become the fire I held within |
| Boiling blood spilling over |
| From the fiery lake of my Abyss |
| Immense cracks getting larger |
| The hungry jaws of the Apocalypse |
| Cold breath whipping stronger |
| Storming comes my scourging bliss |
| What have you all done |
| What the hell have I done |
| What have we all done |
| I couldn’t guess the gift of sight |
| Would be the curse during my nights |
| My endless nightmares, loneliness |
| Alone in my chamber I dream of them |
| I feel as dead as they are now |
| So why to see if my eyes close down |
| My livid wrath I repudiate |
| As in solitude one can’t create |
| I couldn’t guess the gift of sight |
| Would be the curse during my nights |
| My endless nightmares, loneliness |
| Alone in my chamber I dream of them |
| I feel as dead as they are now |
| So why to see if my eyes close down |
| The good old darkness they infected me with |
| Keeps resounding in my memories |
| I swear I won’t forget this time |
| The most lone hours ever |
| Sleepwalking through the dead of night |
| While particles do sever |
| I swear I won’t forget this time |
| The most lone hours ever |
| The scattered ashes of my life |
| Keep floating through the never |