In Silence I Conceal the Pain Dream the dreams
In a senseless sleep
And forget the awakening moments
When darkness comes closer
The silence grow old
And the pain obscure deep
Deceive the untrue to reality
A Portrait of the DyingAffliction gain ascenant of the being
Weakness grow sinewy
Try to darn what will befall
And we will misfire
Bewildered of what will occur
We seek the sinew
We all forgot
A Ravens TaleAs day turns to night
We're losing our time
So let the veil of darkness
Cradle us to sleep
The raven will carry our souls
Through the skies and sunsets
Through the clouds and stars
And down
Embrace Her PainMusic: Jan Sallander/Lyrics: Daniela Svensson
She lives in her shadowland
Deep drowned in misery thoughts
She feels like buried alive
The surface is so high above
She prolong her hand
But no one can reach it
I Forgive You Winds whispering, carrying our fate
Not letting me forget
And I remember how I met you
How your smile hid your demons away
Lurking inside
But I never knew
Until it was too late
In Silence I Conceal The PainDream the dreams
In a senseless sleep
And forget the awakening moments
When darkness comes closer
The silence grows old
And the pain obscure deep
Deceive the untrue to reality
She Died in Autumns Rain So cold nights since she died
So empty world without
But the rain keeps falling
Turns to snow at midnight
So cold days since she died
Sparkling white so dark
Winter is here, surrounds me
The Sorrow WithinAn empty place
A forceful aspiration
Enduringly within
The tears will fall
From swollen eyes
And a silent scream
Will burst from bleeding lips
Thy Dark Serenity Trying to trespass the cruel vanity
To reach the strength of my mind
Seeking the subdued places
In a world where nothing remains
Wandering lost in labyrinths of chaos, Finding
Only fools game
It tortures me, tearing me apart
When Heaven Once Fell It is the darkness that loves you
Hiding in the corners
It is the night that makes you
Feeding the monsters under your bed
And since heaven once fell
You live in your nightmares
Wings of the WitheredI see you walk on this lonely path
Between silent shapes of
Death’s monuments
What are you thinking now
When the sun is buried in the ocean
When your breaths are cold
Like your hands and heart