(Through skulls and the shedding blood the wings of grace will hide beyond the shades of words that made of dreary death...)
This is Wasted Land evangel.
Lyrics
The circle of the empty thoughts , theft swirls with every starlit sky , the bed that calls for another breeding fears , lay among the waves of tears that drifts from the sorrowful world to the cruel hall of entwining pulsing cells of discourdint melody of life…
For the early morning , I wait , patently thirsty for inner flame to enlight my chaos.
The isolation of snowman , in freezing , bleaking mind…
As I face the storm … all alone , as I sleep breathless in a desert that erodes my waking mind…
As I cant ride the rainbow to guide me the colorful land…
As I wear the laughing clown , hiding the swelling restless eyes...
I screamed for yesterday!! Bring me back the joyful days, who would ease my burdens??
The wrecks of my brokenship on the shore of lifeless reverie…oh as I watch another sunset of my heart , tomorrow and today hold me the painful years of living through…
