Waves of Insomnia - Decembre Noir

A modern world has transformed my green paradise

Rapaciousness paints the world in blood and grey

An Eden of tears and dying leaves

A portrait of all living, in a fragile frame of the skeleton trees

I see the last bridges drown

There’s no way back home

Like a ghost, I’m sitting here in the dirt

At my lonesome beach of silent desperation

No words can describe this feeling of uselessness

I am breathing the eerie morning air

I’m waiting for salvation

A modern world has transformed my green paradise

Now it’s an Eden of tears and dying leaves

Rapaciousness paints the world in blood and grey

A portrait of all living, in a fragile frame of the skeleton trees

I see the last bridges drown

There is no way back home

At the pale shore of my emptiness

And now I know, a vast darkness is coming for me as well

And now I know, a vast darkness is coming for me…