Forlorn skies their blank eyes stare into a forlorn sky disgraceful figures stumble through the mists sons of their nations, lost generation a tragedy
forlorn skies their blank eyes stare into a forlorn sky disgraceful figures stumble through the mists sons of their nations, lost generation a tragedy
my fate Alone to face the cruel winters, endure the dreary cold What is there to hope for, what is there to seek For this forsaken child, for this forlorn
(John Dowland) (Instrumental)
My blood layers the surface revealing the loss of life words reversed to the one from this earth to see beyond the surface for what has been left behind
mine, do not appear to me. You are meant to stay vague, like it is meant for me. You'll stay inside my heart's walls, Facing stupidness as forlornes
feel so old My blood is drained Turning me cold Lost in this world Feeling forlorn Loss of this world I am forlorn Lost in this world Feeling forlorn
Come walk a mile in my shoes Before you write me off Your actions prove you cunning My actions overlooked No longer will I misjudge On the account of
An old man is proud but behind his modest smile lies the grief Only one picture of his brave son remains It seems that the vicious circle Can never
darling, you've grown tired of me when i catch your eye it's all that i can see and now i hear every word you say but i can't see where you are one day
kept me and mine alive. Share the joy with me, fiery one. My art given you life. My tones makes you weep and moan. - "Listen, the corpse blesses forlorn
but we're out of reach [CHORUS] We are the children forlorn Nobody cares 'bout the scorn We live and bleed, we die in need We are the children forlorn
Is Marching Straight To Myself Still I Am Ruling My Castle Of Dust. Forlorn I'm Singing A Cry To The Cold I'm Forlorn. Take All My Dreams Follow My Breathing
, a guiding sight We're the march of profanity The darkest breed, again we'll rise forth against the flocks of the weak We'll approach a land forlorn
Their blank eyes stare into a forlorn sky Disgraceful figures stumble through the mist Sons of their nations, lost generations A tragedy beyond imagination
Everyday I live in pain, this whole situation has gone insane Exit stage left when the way is clear, but nothing's right and no one's near As my soul
