This Cold Life


In this cold life there is nothing but hate
Hate and all the things in between
Between the hard earth and lingering darkness
Darkness haunts me, breaking me down
Down to the deepest cave below
Below all that lies above is
Is hatred and pain and every one
One day it will all come clear
Clear to me and to you
You dissolve the inner stars
Stars to brighten up the outer us



© 25th July 2004
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