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| The Weeping of the Diseased pt. II: The Weeping Ocean |
The ocean brings so many things Like darkness painting the clouds unseen A wind will stir in the east To take my sorrow out to the trees And as a ghost weeps for bitter dreams Of life, of regret so I will cling To this hope of time this lifeless breeze This wind and rain, this weeping diseased My heart is so heavy its not worth the price The bitterness and sorrow severing me from Christ Alone with my hate and alone with my thoughts I cannot find her dream too, in my mind, get lost And as a ghost weeps for bitter dreams Of life, of pain, this emptiness will bring A desperate desire to lie and weep Death I would welcome though the price may be steep The waves crash and blanket the shore Bathing my feet as I stare out onto the moor The evening rain has fallen still The weeping of the diseased the caress of the ill And as the ocean breathes out so cold A breath of mourning washes over my soul Waiting to hear her sorrowful song I blindly walk my dreams prolonged I'm at the mercy of my harlot mind Brining pain and fear neither I've come to find Will bestow upon me rest or peaceful lies But alone I will blanket her restless cries I am the weeping diseased I'm at the mercy of my harlot mind And because of this, my heart will die My eyes, from sorrow, wither by and by I am the weeping diseased, cursed by lies I am at the mercy of my harlot mind Lyrics by: Eljah Hamlin |
Dreadful Serenity |
Fog sweeps into the morning sky like a kiss from a former mistress Blocking out all memories of a past lonely night A shadow has cast from the oncoming light Alone with my sorrow, alone in darkness This shadow has taken control of every emotion As a sea toward an endless ocean Darkness that is glamorous contagiously bewitching my soul I know not friend from foe Adrift in a world that loathe my nature Happiness cannot be found with such a wager So cold is this mountain, my heart cannot bare So cold is the whispers, I hear when you are near But only when I hear the sorrow in your voice Will I have to make the choice Morning rain has come to save the night Washing out the sound of your flight This fog has parted from this world of shame This bewitching darkness is now contained This mountain of frost lays nourished with change The sorrow of your voice was cut by my rage Lyrics by: Brandon Kinch |