[music & lyrics : abate, blachier, canavaggia, cozzi, lavail]
down the red mountain
each day i have to climb,
my eyes stare at you
the perfect sky, so high.
down the red mountain
i fear to tread,
close to catharsis
i fall like an autumn leave
burnt and forgotten
rivers of fear, i know...
so far from the end
of this divine monument.
light has never been,
no sun revealed,
my live never was...
i am not...i see them run,
i only live by their side,
cyclic storms in my heart
rage and brew so deeply.
i hate myself so much,
the worst is my pleasure,
i never dream,
nightmares as my only friends
they surround me,
i am nothing...
i do not deserve to live
my mask won't hide me no more
life appears to me just like nothing,
nothing else but an epitaph
unread by all.
and i drown in this void...
each day, a new pain
each day a new death.
the only way to preserve my creation
is eradication, in a sigh ...
no blasphemy, no heaven in sight
nothingness as a picture of my desires
that i will never, never paint.
the blood that feeds my life
is not my own
my anemia is the sign,
i sink...
down the red mountain
i fear to tread,
close to catharsis
i fall like a dead leave |