Novembers Doom - Suffer The Red Dream - Текст песни

I can see the twilight and twisted shadows it creates. I can hear

the heartbeat of lifes lost sorrow. Never once can one man dream

the absence of a holy shrine. Eating dirt to fill this void that

remains empty and dry. Liquid from my tears that plummet for

eternity, help to drown the flowers and sprout yet another cry.

For all these fallen angels and the Gods in which they serve,

where will they go when it all comes crashing down? Your smile

doesn't help me and your laughter holds no joy. I never asked for

your pity, or your worthless love. All of this means nothing to a

heart that does not beat, for this is no salvation and the

darkness shrouds my face. In between this granite frown and a

smile made from blood, the placement of my hands shall cover my

eyes of black. No words can leave my mouth for my throat is coarse

and dry, and my legs quake beneath me, falling before my pain.

Kneel before the suffering and cover your face with earth. Smother

yourself with elegance and dream the dream of red.