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is melting
Pain is felt in
Multiple emotions
In my head
Try to tear 
Me apart
The dead is walking 
Reach for a potion
To drain my sorrows 
Prayers 
I

ABSORBENT SOIL RETAINING FEAR
TRAPPED IN A FROST OF ETERNAL DEAD TEARS

SORROW THAT USHERED AN END TO THE PULSE
ENTOMBED IN FOREVER FROM THIS COSMIC ASSAULT

This field is too worked for ploughing
But still you call for more
The land it weeps
While money speaks
Till there's no need for words at all

prancin' (white horses prancing)
Side by side
(You know that) Six white horses prancin' side by side
(Oh, won't you rock me, rock me Lord)
Oh rock me Lord,

By your window, in the night
By your sorrow where you hide
When the rain comes with the light
Dry your eyes, say goodbye

Goodbye to the rain
The sun

of the fields they see
Adolescences drear
Spoiling the grass and trees
Sorrow in the air
But enchantment at its core
Needles is what some bare
But damage for

Pathways we walked, leaves fell like snow
Passages lost, led to our home
Ages gone by, swallowed by sea
Evergreen memory
Shores of white
A far green

You do not think he's seen you as you pass beside his way
That the world just passes by him, nothing happens in his day
But Scarecrow looks

The storm of your wrath will destroy the light
Protect me from the endless frost
That’s coming driven by your blow
Before the Torment’s howl
I’ll quietly

it was a purple purple sky in an orange orange room
and everyone was whistlen the same damn tune
except bryan, bryan starred out across the field

Just dived in golden lonesome fields:
disembodying mirrors are surrounding my mind
Separating me from this reality
Tearing apart my shattered soul

I’m sinking away searching the meaning of life

All Alone
Walking through the valley of sorrow and death
Stuck on this mournful place
Wake me up
Free

Soon one morning
Death comes creeping in your home
And hits you with a stab in the belly

Smell of rotting
By the fields in autumn
Dead leaves

Dry

An old man sits in front of the mirror
An old man looks in the face of a young
Battered by the years of dreaming and fighting so long

Remembers good

and her heart in her hands
She is driven by love in everything that she commands

Open your eyes and you'll find that there's so much to see
Open your mind

All by myself
I don't need no
Nobody else
I'm stuck in my comfort
I don't need no
Nobody help
Nikkas asking for a walk through
A walk through that

Lachrymose and funereal wasteland
Of weathered peaks and abandoned trails
Where the whispers of sorrow
Permeate every somber vale
An ethereal

a city far away
Or perhaps in your very own backyard
Two children escaped to the grassy fields

There they saw all kinds of wonderful and marvelous things

Take away the sun above and burn the air we breathe
Take away the moon and stars and everything believed
Take away the fields of green, the blue seas

victims of circumstance, those prisoners of fate
Drifting on the ocean, being blown by love and hate
Searching for some promised land far from their native

away
Find me here
Knock me down
I'm wide awake

Sowing time on fields of sorrow
I swallowed the pill
Bedroom walls closing in on me
I'm here

of the fields around me with my sorrow
As we continue to drift
I find myself clouded by doubt till I come upon a forest
Made of my own deepest fears and
As always

There is a land by faith I’ve seen
Where skies no clouded regions know;
Where they know not the sorrows of time
And no shadows fall to blight

over for to rest
From the sins I've not confessed
And ease me from that sorrow I forsake

Down the road of peace there's a field of fortune
Down the road