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Sorgens Kammer / Sorgens Kammer - Del II[Chambers Of Sorrow Part II]
The echoes of silence sets the hour. Gagged in the chains of "depression", I fall away. No more I will be bolted fast in the anchor of "melancholy". But finally get my longing "fulfilled" - for leaving.
Did I drink too much from the goblet of "lifehope"? Did I take the vanity of joy for granted? For my battle against the pain of emptiness - this intoxication of the angst of death, Is all that is left... that is mine.
In my loneliness I still know, That I have none to thank but myself. This is why I remain calm, As the rope is tightening around my neck.
Silent witnesses can not give comfort. The ordinary man in the assembly of the "gravechoir". Tha land of perdition I created by my own hands.
This intense attraction to the portals of death (I have as) A wandering study of tearful black mass. Controlled since the dawning of time, But something I never would let go.. was the sorrow. |