Mournful Congregation - Suffer The Storms

My candle burns through
As I awaken from my astralic dreams
Seems like years have passed by

And now I write
I have found the ability in my mind
To be able to portray the future

The visions I have witnessed
Enlighten all my thoughts on life
There is still much yet to be discovered
I dreamt of floating across seas
As faint winds carried me
Higher and higher
Until I reach the astral plane Открыть страницу с текстом

As the sun goes down and darkness arrives
My mind flees from fear of death
Suicide has taken so many lives
I am at the stage where I cannot decide
To take my life or to go on living
Is this a sin please tell me God
I mourn at the thought of my loved ones death
It seems that there is nothing left for me
Suicide remains an option inside
I do not know whether I should be dead
I only wish that God would answer my prayers
Grief, pain, torture and death
Are the only feelings I know
Living is now called pain to me
Love is lost in my memory
I am now forced to feel sorrow
Will I last to see tomorrow
I am waiting for a change in this abnormal life
Will it come and will I survive
If I commit suicide I cannot be sure
If I will end up in heaven or hell
As the darkness fades and I see the first rays of light
Another day of misery is all that is ahead of me Открыть страницу с текстом

Tied to a wooden stake
Left in the forest to dies
Struggling to break free
Thoughts of my life passing by

The howl of a nearby wolf
Echoes carried in the winds
My shivering beaten body hoping
Praying to my gods for I have sinned

The thunderous storms of the impure gods
Throw me into neverending solitude
In which my soul is forever tormented
By the damned in the pits of Acheron Открыть страницу с текстом