Bah....
You look so fine,
your diamonds like The Sun,
the light of them shines
I wish you were mine.
Why does evil exist? Is it just in our mind?
I miss the wooden fields...I miss the silence night, singing so beautiful...
..It's almost like haunting me...It is stuck in my mind...
..I don't know how to tell....The Moon, so wild..so white...No words can describe my feeling...
I miss the things I never had...How? How is that possable...
So feared...So scared...
My mind...my mind....
Everytime I listen to Behemoth's disc, Zos Kia Cultus (especally Hekau 718) a image of an half-demon and an half-human seeks my heart....
...yelling at me...with blood on their faces...
...holding a heart in their hands...
...crushing it...so the blood spits out...
...and you know what....It is my heart...
...Now you know my sick mind....
Do you really think that war is worth the dying for? Lying in your blood.
I don't.
Is it just me or is the world getin' more and more boring?
How can you miss a feel that you've never felt?
how can you miss a smell you've never smelled?
How can you miss a taste you've never tasted?
How can you miss something you've never had?
How can you miss what you haven't known before?
I like what I do...that's why I do it, that's why I live..
I feel to surrender to this world and fall on the ground and fade away....
My hands are dirty but my heart is clean...
One sunny day, I was walkin' in the forest just outside my town, I fell, and got lost in my thoughts...And I'm still lost...
I'm screaming in the void but no one can hear my scream......
Maybe this is somewhat a call for help, but the only help I want is death.
I find everything so meaningless. The Elder people say it's only coz I'm an teenager,
but they are only denying that they often think that life has no meaning, but they must
look intellegent and wize, like grown ups. That's just somekind of a mask they've made them
self to hide their real thoughts and feelings, to hide from reality. But the sad fact is, that the
reality hunts you down in the end, sooner or later.....
I'm standing on the edge of sanity...
I'm lookin' over the edge of sanity...
Behind me there is nothing but pain and suffering...bad feelings..
If I only would, slip over that edge, I could leave it all, yet, I would leave some in grief...mourn...
I take a look over the edge there is joy below.
How can I face my judgement wearing these tatters?
Below I see the thin line between love and hate
thin it is indeed. Made by the masters of spinning, the spiders of the north.
I feel to fall into the void below the edge...
Silver glitter, lost in my mind,
mourns to life, I don't know why.
Thinking of silver, makes me kind.
Whatever happens, I don't wanna die.
Life goes on, but not by the tale.
The wolf howls on, watchin' the stars.
Light glows at, as he walks down the dale.
The wolf looks forth, lookin' for meat.
I am the dark Emperor....
Life seems so weird, I don't know what to do with myself.
Everything seems so predictable, I feel like I've done everything before.
A forgotten feeling has once more been awaken.
Suicide is painless
I think that everyone around me are here by the only reason to make my days misereble....
I think that electric shock would be a nice way to die, also falling off an edge of a cliff would be nice.
Throat cut would be greatful too.
I wonder, what will happen to me?
Wolfheart...Wolfheart...Wolfheart feeling sad.. Feeling to die. Life so meaningless...
Howling beneath the Moon.... Watching the stars and northern Aurora...
Where is my mind?
Gone with the wind?
Where is my friend?
Gone to the end?
How can it be?
How can it not?
Everyday you live I hate you a little more...
Life's so weird.. You think that the world is all against you, then next thing you know, everyone likes you..
La ikke livet ta din sjel,
sjelen tilhorer doden.
Finn ingen glede i livet,
for der er ingen.
vi har intet sikkert,
bare doden.
Livet holder oss borte,
fra det eneste vi har.
Doden er ver egen,
la oss finne ver dod.
Selvmord...
Selvmord...
Hmm.....I'm lost in moments...
Now they say there are endless universe in the 'world' I though wonder how that makes sense, though it perfectly makes sense in my head.
Your's might be abit different.
Stare into the void and emptyness... and you might find what you look for.
I feel sad, I feel good, I feel to think so clear, that every mountain can be climbed, that every failure is a success..
Nobody...
In the depths of our mind,
death is the only thing we desire
It is not dying we should fear, but rather what we leave behind.
I do not fear pain nor death for myself.
I fear it to others.
I fear what I leave behind.
I don't know.
I don't care.
I don't mind.
Lost in my mind for years... Where am I now?
I'm just waiting for the mist, to cover the rest of the world..
Why not rather than why.
What if this is all but a
dream.
I guess even
God himself can get depressed.
I love the way the
dog in Sinfest thinks..
So free of greed and just lives life..
Are my feelings towards the girl
I like true? Or am I just trying to find myself friend to be with?
Where..
I think...
I... Don't... Want... To... Live... Anymore!
He cares... More of us should do that.
I find i kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
the dreams in which i'm dying are the best i've ever had.
We live everywhere but in the presence.
I feel like an burned diode, nobody notice the light anymore. For there is none.
Until somebody notices, and takes me and throws me away, puts in a new diode.
That shines brighter, and handles more stress...