Cenotaph Alone you stand The final parody Destined to silence A memorial to mortality Carved in stone A tribute to the dead For nameless victims Whose
You never thought life could come to this Man reborn to die upon the altar of war And now, we stand to face the truth This world now enslaved, bound
Restless sky the time has come Turn up your brain you body feels numb Messed[?] in uncerainty what you have become Twisting your mind it's only just begun
ten wheel track It's good to hear from you, go easy when you can My day is better for your letter from Amsterdam I stand alone by the Cenotaph Where
awaken Awake... awaken the dreamer Awake... where are you my love? We build our walls around our games We decompose, dreamers never really die She lies unknown, the cenotaph
Alone you stand - The final parody Destined to silence - A memorial to mortality Carved in stone - A tribute to the dead For nameless victims - Whose
awaken Awake....... awaken the dreamer Awake....... where are you my love? We build our walls around our games We decompose, dreamers never really die She lies unknown, the cenotaph
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Oversettelse: Rea, Chris. Cenotaph Letter From Amsterdam.
Oversettelse: Nevermore. Cenotaph.
Oversettelse: Spread Eagle. Beneath The Cenotaph.
Awake....... awaken the dreamer Awake....... where are you my love? We build our walls around our games We decompose, dreamers never really die She lies unknown, the cenotaph
bed. For no sunlight shall reach to the land of the dead. As I journey through tunnels and blackened chasm. In the realms of Death unbound. Underneath the cenotaph
Rotten body Dead bowels putrified Disgusting slabs of human flesh Visible features of drowning Deep smell of devoured carcass Mixed with the dust on
Love is worthless vomit, rotten and putrified, tastes like a bloody excrement which existance is lessthan human urinal.All feelings suffocate with
Meanningless life before death, with your sensuality everyday we sailed.Have you ever felt my end, can you stop for fight inside, are you living for
