Thoughts arise deep in the night
Tomorrow comes, much sooner in sight
Perception streaks your mind in the light of the moon
Dreaming of things you should have known
There’s no hope that I’ll soon be free
From this lingering pain that devours me
No living word will give this a shape
No tune, no picture, not even for my sake
Every day in suppression
Nearly forgotten my
Every day in suppression
Nearly forgotten my
Passion
Then again the day will shift
Laughter disappears and the night comes swift
Once torture, now there is a habit in place
Why sleep when suffering awaits?
So it goes day by day, no end in sight
Even if time promises, some day it will be alright
Every day in suppression
Nearly forgotten my
Every day in suppression
Nearly forgotten my
Every day in suppression
Nearly forgotten my
Every day in suppression
Nearly forgotten my
Passion