{"id":213,"date":"2015-12-11T10:02:16","date_gmt":"2015-12-11T09:02:16","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/oblivionskiss.de\/?page_id=213"},"modified":"2015-12-11T11:07:37","modified_gmt":"2015-12-11T10:07:37","slug":"aeons-of-silence-lyrics","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/oblivionskiss.de\/?page_id=213","title":{"rendered":"Aeons of Silence Lyrics"},"content":{"rendered":"

The Ghost of My Hope<\/strong><\/p>\n

The clock strikes the hour and I fail to rise
\nwill my heart beat again when the time is right?
\nWhen darkness is nigh, don\u2019t weep for me
\nThe ghost of my hope always walks beside me
\nthose eyes in the dark that freeze my soul
\nwith fear I take my steps towards this uncertain day
\nno one will be there, should I fall
\nI have walked my path, in solitude lies atonement
\nlet me wander alone as I wither beneath the clouds
\nA basin filled with bloody tears
\na house without a living soul in it
\na clearing draped in mist
\na forest, home to spirits of loss
\nThis is the final hour
\nthere is no escape
\nthere is nothing you can do
\nthis is my gift unto you<\/p>\n

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My Dear<\/strong><\/p>\n

There\u2019s your fate carved in stone
\nfeel your hate carry you home
\nno more lies; hear my truth
\nI came for you; come and take my hand
\nI have a way of keeping you near
\nyou have a way of treating me, my dear
\nYour blue lips; already cold
\nstir in me my desire
\nyou failed me; I failed you
\ntrust is gone and so are you
\nWhy did you come running back to this place?
\nyou could have kept away and stayed save
\nDon\u2019t think I did not hear your cries
\nI\u2019ll make you pay for all of your lies
\nMy dear, drowned in shattered tears
\nForlorn I turn me inside out<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Gallows<\/strong><\/p>\n

Save your prayers for me
\ndon\u2019t go down to deep
\nwhen I come around
\ntake the time and stay
\nEven this sacrifice doesn\u2019t last for eternity
\nA fading name
\nI can’t claim,
\nThat anyone will miss me
\nDrown in me
\nfeel free here
\ndrown in me
\ngive yourself
\nTake a step into the air
\nfeel the noose around your neck
\nwatch the hangman smile
\nI\u2019ll die for my crimes
\nSoulless I cry
\nRain, endless rain hammers on my senses
\nTorn apart inside
\nDrain, endless drain canalizing this awareness<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The Flowing Sea<\/strong><\/p>\n

Her letter slips through my fingers
\nthe words that cast a shadow on my heart
\nthe cold winds of the sea on my face
\nas I stand where she has made her decision
\nThe flowing sea pulls me under
\nin waves of merciless dark-blue
\nheld by the ocean\u2019s coldest embrace
\nmy lungs are filled with liquid death
\nNow my time has come to an end
\nAnd the ocean swallows my soul
\nMy heart weeps for your sacrifice
\nAs death takes me in
\nShe betray me, walks against me
\nShe have my heart in her hands
\nShe betray me walks against me
\nNow she is dead and gone<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

March of the Forgotten<\/strong><\/p>\n

I can\u2019t seem to find an exit
\nI can\u2019t seem to find the answer
\nI can\u2019t seem to find myself
\nThere is a void buried deep inside my mind
\nThere is a smile I fail to remember
\nI have walked beneath your radiant light
\nI have trampled over your faith
\nI can\u2019t seem to find your crown
\nI can\u2019t seem to find what I\u2019ve lost
\nI can\u2019t seem to find my cure<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

A Tomb Among the Oaks<\/strong><\/p>\n

Circle of crows, bed of worms, my soul to rest, your son returns to the fold
\nHoly heathen mother, weary bones, oaken tomb, your child is coming home
\nCold arms, my hearse, carry me on to whence I came
\nAncient ancestral wasteland, I\u2019m bound to this habitat
\nWith heavy steps I stride into the woods
\nI follow the trail one last time
\nSacred forest grave
\nI lay my weary head to rest, my last bed of soil
\nand rock the roots shall take my body
\nas I become one with the earth
\nConceive my dead hand behind
\nWhile shiver climbs up the aggrieved mind
\nCan’t let me down as I’m teared
\nScourging the rest of me, I am so scared
\nFinally this burden of life remains shattered
\nAnd scattered as fractured, a mental suicide
\nA dry throat, even the fountain of devoid vigor,
\nshall not be able to irrigate this wasteland
\nWithering in the natural casket
\nA farewell for ever and ever and ever lost to devoid vigor<\/p>\n

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