Rossomahaar

Mijn Leven Voor U (Spiritual Resonance)

Rossomahaar


Woken up in the heart of midnight's shivering romance 
Abandoned terrified seemingly ripped apart 
Would yu ever realize whether it's a fictional reality 
Of your own or a bitter dream derived from hopelessness 
You've been kindly sharing with 

Is there another reality to seek 
Another place, another haven 
To hide from a swirling mass 
Of questions 

Oh those neverending riddles! 
And painfilled images of your scornful day 

Are you scared? 

Take your pills and let another trip begin 
Confort these dustfilled voices and words of hurt 
Withes everchanging carousel of visions 
This crown of redemption is your to bear 
In these ageless times of dishonor 
You had lustfully foreseen... 

... de bruid komt naar de bruidegom 
zoal een vlam komt naar 'n lont... 

Woken up to sorrows of passing night 
Passionate little bird of estrangement born effortless 
Dead from inside still longing for stranger reality 
Still welcoming this solitary dusk 
And she's all yours but would you give your life for her?