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Uploaded on Jan 23, 2012
Artist: Dirge of The Hopeless Album 1: Thoughts of The Exiled Track 3: Seasonal Suicide Part 1 Lyrics: becconed by the frost where the moon steaps into the skyline venture through the thoughts of dismal darkness her piercing scarlet stare haunts me to this day my core is frozen, in this forest i am lost
i have been forsaken fallen into the deceiving arms of despair i have been lost my eyes stare blank onward with no purpose...i have no purpose
suicide is a fequently pondered thought it calls me like a wine barrel to an alchoholic like nicotine it addicts me i need my fix of doomed sorrow
the noose of the berry vine wrapped around my subconcious the thorns dig into my skin as i gasp i pull harder on these briars alas i have been shrouded in darkness the pain is my release..
her voice is an echo reflecting of the gleaming bark moon spell of the damned..i am damned suicidal, i hold my breath i am nothing in this wold
we are nothing and i am as is nothing is meaningless "a am i" but if i continue i shall die crushed by the weight of the world i am downing in my own self sorrow the snow is my last sight along with my blood in peripheral vision..
i see her there in the mist she lurks only a facade this is, my hallucinations are growing worse what has become of me we are none, as are nothing i am already dead, i never felt alive.