Straight to Hell and further on
What should I do, where should I stay
My dreams are chasing me night and day
I see the sun but it’s not warming me
My core is freezing at 100 degree
And straight to hell I am a-walking
For my soul is still on fire
My dreams burned up in ashes
And nothing left to aspire
Angel or Demon
Love or Hate
Hope or Doubt
Fortuity or Fate
Where is my weapon, where is my aim?
What’s that thing which I became?
Greedy and old and as pale as death
With greasy hair and sour breath
Blasphemous tongue and rotten teeth
My face is furrowed by all my grief
And straight to hell I am a-walking
For my soul is still on fire
My dreams burned up in ashes
And nothing left to aspire
Blessed or doomed
Cuddled or dashed
Sacred or sinful
Reprieved or lashed
Now straight to hell, and further on
To my own hell, my little cell
Spiked with thorns and shattered dreams
Where no one ever hears me yell
And straight to hell I am a-walking
For my soul is still on fire
My dreams burned up in ashes
And nothing left to aspire
Not a thing left to aspire
2 comments:
Die Darstellung von Verzweiflung scheint dir zu liegen;)
Der Refrain ist richtig stark, sowohl vom Klang, als auch vom Inhalt!
Und dann das Ende!! Die Steigerung von "nothing" zu "not a thing", für mich klingt das eindrücklicher, verlorener...,mit diesem Schluss ist der ganze Text unterstrichen, grandios.
Vielen Dank!!
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