The Flower Kings
The Flower Kings - A Vampires View songtekst
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I am back at the beginning, I have a crust upon my eyes I'm alone in this my blindness, I'm alone but there is still life Not under a tombstone, no worms are lickin' my bones I'm just in a state here day turn to night and it's late I am back at the beginning, I am black down to my heart I am tied down to this rhythm, In a trance 'til death do us part Like one of those people that are nothing but evil A life of regrets is saved in the flower of death All the things that are sad are saved inside my madness all I touch will die before the summer is gone All the blackest days will always flood my soul Inviting me to rest upon the leaves of autumn Searching for some kindness, lost inside my blindness I turn around, I turn around I am back at the beginning, stripped down to the bone I am blank and I am nothing, I am drained of passion and soul I've traveled the world, All the beautyful girls they have made me a lifelong notorious deciever, believe me!! I'll go underground, when the sun beats down (I'll go underground, when the sun beats down) I am back at the beginning, in the shadows upon my strike So the world have become silent, I can tell that this ain't no life I'm the man without shadow, I've got a stoneful of pillows There's no man in the mirror, just me and I hate what I see!! All the things that are sad are saved inside my madness all I touch will die before the summer is gone All the blackest days will always flood my soul Inviting me to rest upon the leaves of autumn Searching for some kindness, lost inside my blindness I turn around, turn around From the underworld we arise on string of bloodstained magnolias Endlessly throwing the dice but there's no way we can get out of here In a time that see no end I'm building this cluster so sinister of thoughts on love and death in a one man strong disaster In a dark tranquility our hearts descend Aching from a bittersweet that'll never end A face with hollow eyes, A face with no more smiles The cold face of perdition, A voice silent cries The blind man the rooster, the ultimate loser