Nordream

I Love

Nordream


the bleeding heart that aches in love 
the moaning soul enchained by weird thirst 
awaiting something from somewhere above 
the floods of tears, the mourn of lost 

come deify illusion breed 
and turning blind, come taste this sweetest drug 
come reap the pain in beating piece of meat- 
i call it this, they call it heart 

i love when it's dead 
empty and cold 
not a lament in my breast 
i can tell sand from true gold 
life is vain, an endless state of pain... 
all kinds of pain... 

then jealousy and ecstasy 
will cruelly lash with burning whip 
so smothering will be the misery 
and hate shall come, so bright and deep! 

and in the end all strength is gone 
these stupefied and devastated fools 
will become none and mentally undone 
then calm i'll pass sneering stone and cool 

i made it all dead 
within my breast 
within my head on endless quest 
for what`s not pain, for what`s not vain