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COLD HEAVEN

I AM READY TO CROSS THE GATES OF COLD HEAVEN

DESPAIR IS ABANDONMENT OF HOPE
IS A COLOR OF MEMORIES
I SHALL OPEN MY EYES NO MORE
DREAD TO SEE ENDLESS EMPTINESS
I SHUT THEM TIGHTLY TILL PAIN
LET THE WORLD VANISH LIKE IT NEVER WAS

DESPAIR IS ABANDONMENT OF HOPE
APART FROM WHICH I'VE GOT NOTHING
IN MY COLD HEAVEN

I SHALL SOAR UP LIGHTLY
INERT AND DEAD
WITHOUT SENSE OF TOUCH, TASTE AND SMELL
DUMB AND BLIND BUT DELICATE
LIKE AN ASH ON THE WIND
GUST TO NOWHERE

UNABLE TO TOUCH MY BODY ANYMORE
TO FEEL HEARTBEATS RUSTLE OF BREATH

BUT I WON'T STOP THINKING
SO INTENSELY AND DESPERATELY
WHAT I AIN'T GOT-WHAT I WANT
FROM WHAT I WANT TO ESCAPE

I AM NO ONE TO EVERYONE
AND THEY MEAN NOTHING TO ME
I NEVER WAS

YET, SO MANY MEMORIES
SO OPPRESSIVE, INTRUSIVE
HATEFUL SCARS
BURN WITH SPRY FIRE

I SCREAM NOISELESSELY
IN THE ARMS OF SUFFERING
NEARBY THE GATES OF MY
COLD HEAVEN

MY HEAVEN IS COLD

   
   
   
   


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