Texty: Rykers. As The Laughter Dies.
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It's easy to live in hope when there's some hope to speak of
And it's easy to be optimistic when the future lies ahead
But can you really achieve some lasting happiness when there's nothing left to dream off
And the only thing to be sure about
Is that time's slipping through your hands like grains of sand
As they regard the essence
Of their past existence
Fading right before their eyes
Spiraling downward one directional
With extreme persistance
As the laughter dies
The brightest flame burns the quickest
Leaving an eternal darkness to be illuminated by death itself
The basic of faith and consolation
To temporary lift the loneliness to embrance the gift the answer to end all doubts
As they regard the essence
Of their past existence
Fading right before their eyes
Spiraling downward one directional
With extreme persistance
As the laughter dies...
Dead end?
I am the one who takes the bow infront of those
Gratefully pushed off and stored away
Suffering from withdrawal
I am not sure if countless memories simply leave me
Be if I'll have the courage to hold on
Od decide to take my own life
Willingly
.........end?
For Questions E-MAIL: STRIKE.ZERO@t-online.de
It's easy to live in hope when there's some hope to speak of
And it's easy to be optimistic when the future lies ahead
But can you really achieve some lasting happiness when there's nothing left to dream off
And the only thing to be sure about
Is that time's slipping through your hands like grains of sand
As they regard the essence
Of their past existence
Fading right before their eyes
Spiraling downward one directional
With extreme persistance
As the laughter dies
The brightest flame burns the quickest
Leaving an eternal darkness to be illuminated by death itself
The basic of faith and consolation
To temporary lift the loneliness to embrance the gift the answer to end all doubts
As they regard the essence
Of their past existence
Fading right before their eyes
Spiraling downward one directional
With extreme persistance
As the laughter dies...
Dead end?
I am the one who takes the bow infront of those
Gratefully pushed off and stored away
Suffering from withdrawal
I am not sure if countless memories simply leave me
Be if I'll have the courage to hold on
Od decide to take my own life
Willingly
.........end?
For Questions E-MAIL: STRIKE.ZERO@t-online.de
Rykers