Текст песни Theatre Of Tragedy - DyingI Only Feel Apathy
Theatre Of Tragedy - DyingI Only Feel Apathy слова песни
Poem by Raymond, Music by Theatre of TragedyNow as I am to be bereaft of my trothI cry aloud my last words of lost hope.A violent gust of wind is my frame of mind;Huxes like moisture through pores.I am unwilling to forgiveHim who depriev`d me of my life -Gloaming the sequence -A momentary view.Perishing intervals of rejoice -My supreme happiness is lost!Baleful emotions of fear - my body is the earth -The earth is now destind to be made forlorn -Forlorn from the enlivening energies.Am I not anylonger living?In mournful silence I suffer -In peace I now will rest.My hard-working handsAre now reposd.I close thee my belovd into my heart -Conceal thy memory in my inner sanctum.In my thoughts thou shalt forever be -As a dear and precious remembrance.I`m dethrond in the reign of entity -My tears descend like of ebony -Life is the theatre of tragedy -Dying - I only feel apathy!