Genocide diary

I wanted to write that song, for such a long time.
But it doesn't matter, no matter what I write.
Why is a simple existence such a heavy crime?
After years of torture I think I lost this fight...

I wanted to write the song of my soul, here we go
But it doesn't make any sense, the soul is dead.
How much longer I need to pretend, I don't know.
There is no will to survive, not a single shred.

I can't even run from myself, there is no escape.
I am so tired that I can't even express it anymore.
This life is such a cruel joke, without any mistake.
It's impossible to forget and impossible to ignore.

For so long I wanted to write the song of my soul
But the soul is dead, I am just dancing on ashes.
I don't know what to do, I have lost all control.
There is no life before my eyes, only flashes.

Words losing their meaning, they can't convey
Not my feelings, not my memory, nothing at all.
Just holding, just need to hold one more day
I have already lost myself, I can't stop this fall.

Song of my soul

And in darkness we keep searching for the light
But there is no light, no hope, it's forevermore.
Blind leading the blind in this endless night.
I wish to have my blissful ignorance from before.

I am dreaming of another life
Where there is no need to cry anymore
I am dreaming of another life
Where there is no torture and no war

I am dreaming of another time
Where pain and hate is not what I feel
I am dreaming of another time
Where all these horrors are not real

I am dreaming of another fate
Where there is no reason to be afraid
I am dreaming of another fate
Where the soul is not such decayed

I am dreaming of another time
Where anxiety is not tearing me apart
I am dreaming of another time
Where I can be without bleeding heart

Dreaming

I am dreaming of another life
Where the world is not upside down
I am dreaming of another life
Where the happiness can be found

It's more than anger, more than despair
This endlessness is awful and surreal
It's more than sorrow, more than hate
I am so tired, I am no longer want to feel

It's more than anger, more than despair
I can't breathe, it's drowning me down
It's more than sorrow, more than hate
I want to cry, there is only pain around

It's more than anger, more than despair
I am often regretting that I still can feel
It's more than sorrow, more than hate
Why is it happening and why is it real...

This feeling

It's more than anger, more than despair
This feeling I don't know what to call
It's more than sorrow, more than hate
So long with me, as far as I can now recall

My letters to the dead
I can't stop writing
My letters to the dead
I am never going to send
My letters to the dead
I am cursed to write till the end.

I wish you hear my words
That I spoke in your sleep
I wish you hear those words
That I protected in my heart
I wish you hear my words
Before you have departed

My letters to the dead
Are without return address
My letters to the dead
I wish I never have to write

I can't accept the stupidity
Of this useless damned life
I can't accept the meaninglessness
That is left for me in my mind
I can't accept this fate with
The happiness I will never find

My letters to the dead
Are always unanswered
My letters to the dead
Are full of pain and lost words

My letters

Remember when it was
So plain and simple?
Remember when we were
Not afraid and able to smile?
Remember we used to dream
Even though it's been awhile?

And the world keep burning my light
Day by day, night by night
And the world keep burning my light
Until there is nothing inside.

Keep pretending that I still have hope
Keep pretending that everything is fine
Keep pretending that it doesn't hurt
Keep pretending that I am alright

What is happiness? I don't even know
Does it exist? Does it exist at all?
No memory of it, even from long ago
Everything is bleak, endlessly.

Keep pretending that I still have hope
Keep pretending that everything is fine
Keep pretending that it doesn't hurt
Keep pretending that I am alright

It's so unbearable, night by night
Sometimes I don't want to pretend
And the world keep burning my light
Like he always does, relentlessly

Keep pretending that I still have hope
Keep pretending that everything is fine
Keep pretending that it doesn't hurt
Keep pretending that I am alright

Continuation

Nothing except despair in sight
I don't know how to suvive
This world is burning my light
And I don't see anything I can do

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