Withered Flowers

The Wood's Silence

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In my thoughts - a lot of insecurity, fear
I'm afraid to understand myself
Love n' hate - thoughts n' dreams
In the loneliness of the never found peace
The equilibrium drown in to the sea

Over my grave only withered flowers
The autumn wind sings for me
The white death takes my hand
A gruesome smile bears over my lips
Don't cry for me - cause I'm not crying for you

Alone with loneliness
Alone with sadness
Alone with my dark side