Fade to Black (ALL HOPE IS GONE )

Occasionally I wished I could walk through a picture window and have the sharp broken shards slash me to ribbons, so I could finally look like I felt- Elizabeth Wurtzel "Prozac Nation" Sleepwalking past hope lyrics by HIM I hid the keys to unlock lov
Occasionally I wished I could walk through a picture window and have the sharp broken shards slash me to ribbons, so I could finally look like I felt- Elizabeth Wurtzel "Prozac Nation" Sleepwalking past hope lyrics by HIM I hid the keys to unlock lov
Just bend the pieces till they fit, like they were made for this.  But they werent made for this.  No, they werent made for this.-Dashboard Confessional (Ghost of a Good Thing)
Just bend the pieces till they fit, like they were made for this. But they werent made for this. No, they werent made for this.-Dashboard Confessional (Ghost of a Good Thing)
The clock's hands fold, i feel pulsing in my chest all the agony of one more day, in this world of darkness. Through my nostrils, runs the smell of my own death printed on the grey sunday sky. I kill myself, take my life... In my last mourning i real
The clock's hands fold, i feel pulsing in my chest all the agony of one more day, in this world of darkness. Through my nostrils, runs the smell of my own death printed on the grey sunday sky. I kill myself, take my life... In my last mourning i real

Fade to Black: All hope is Gone

My life is a calamity, yet never to be called MINE

A Soul stuck in this form, a body burning with wine

A disaster of its own, a waste of flesh and bone

As I drift aimlessly seduced by the pain, I’ve grown

With no free will to choose a destiny of my own

I have been bound by the chuckles of fate and told to HOLD on

While watching pain echo in my ears while making it hard to believe

The disaster has descended, reality is hard to perceive

Drafted to live with no honor under the boot of disgrace

Falling down and losing life’s every terminal race

A lost soul struck inside a nightmare yet I can never be awaken

Not without that staked heart of shame, Fate’s spell can’t be broken

Bewitched like a cherry petal driven astray by the merciless wind

And by the burdens which no soul can fend I have been pinned

Chorus

Fingers that linger like ice and numbness that creeps on the frozen vein

Make the descending pain upon my skin double with every drop of rain

A Demogorgon lost, existing between the living and the dead

A life time lost in an endless battle of scars, cuts and blood red

As flesh combusts when approached my life’s torch, it’s ironically droll

All what can be seen in the closing scene is that last pieces crash and fall

Trying to take the rode not taken, yet there’s no refute: I can’t make,

The shit life throws at me and all what’s in it is a terminal heart break

So long I have tried to conquer but have failed though all life was at stake

And life turned against me, that Treacherous but in the end it was my mistake

 Do NOT search for hope for life grants only misery to the sane

It shows no peace no forgiveness it is known for being inhumane

For there is no cure for the lost, no redemption no even for Cain

And as you fall deep down inside the steep pain remember my name

While trying to conquer that pain but you will be conquered with the falling pain

And so the dreadful smell of death spreads as I cast my soul into hell once again

Chorus:

Finger linger like ice and numbness creeps on the frozen vein

Make the descending pain upon my skin double with every drop of rain

A Demogorgon lost, existing between the living and the dead

A life time lost in an endless battle of scars, cuts and blood red

As flesh combusts when approached my life’s torch and all

All what can be seen in the closing scene is that last pieces crash and fall

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poetlorraine 6 years ago

well you surely know how to write? why so sad.....


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Uriel 6 years ago from Lebanon Author

just really felt down these couple of days


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George J Hardy 6 years ago from Southern New Jersey

Interesting piece, sounds as if the only way to go is up, but while ascending watch out for that pesky human emotion called vanity.


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loua 6 years ago from Elsewhere, visiting Earth ~ the segregated community planet

Shit Happens, The saying"roll with the punched" - an old boxing adage. You got a good dark lyrics out of it, on the plus side; but walking the tightrope of despair is not a positive lifestyle... A word to the wise is sufficient... Be careful...


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Uriel 5 years ago from Lebanon Author

always wise as usual loua :) glad to have you stop by :) and yes sometimes shit happens and we have to hold on :D

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