Deep-Pression - The Critical State of Loneliness lyrics

1. The Watcher from the shore I have opened my veins. Just the same. . . As the next forest path opens ... Blood flows to the swamp Like thoughts Which will k** me Definitely! ... Every day when I die Every moment when I hate A second which draws another wrinkle on my face ...exhaustion... repulsion... I have opened my veins...like an ocean opens its vast dimensions Before the eyes of the watcher on the shore 2. At the bottom of the murky waters I have found... At last... Deep in the green waters... At the bottom... (too deep) ... I will never swim out again! ... ... I�ve become a treasure Of these dark murky waters... ... quieter... and quieter... ... deep... last sigh ... traces of breath on the surface... (this is the end) 3. WATCHING A ROOM im watching my room in the dark all slowed down the pressure of blood is low cold - me... watching in the dark a room... full of day-mares everything has a pulse and dead rhythm goes on old ghost from the past old scars... tangled with unknown vast horizons where pain drifts in cold air (title by Trist) 4. I am buried Open the lid� There beneath the planks Is your face Terrified by the whole life Which parts You managed to avoid Open the lid This is the time of the last corpse presentation Amuse your dead eyes With the last light... ...tears...and flowers... Now, only the earth Giggles Awful giggles...haunted! The sound calms down And the grief around also seems to be weakened I am in soil... ... Each one pa**es away... Tears sink into coats�. In the ground� � I am� � �