[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.
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.
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