Neaera
Eruption In Reverse
"Depression is a long heavy cold of the soul"
No hunger, no thirst
Eruption in reverse
No reaching out
All lights are dimmed
All colours skinned
Burning out
A peace that was
A mind that wars
My rainbow shines in black and white
A pease that wars
A mind that was
My rainbow shines in black and white
The soul an empty house
Its owner headed south
To warmth and peace
Took with them all relief
Orphaned by the spirits
Wanting to be freed
From Letras Mania