Songtexte Drown in My Nihilism - Harakiri for the Sky
                                                All 
                                                the 
                                                decisions 
                                                that 
                                                    I 
                                                made, 
                                                which 
                                                led 
                                                me 
                                                to 
                                                this 
                                                place,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Where 
                                                not 
                                                wrong 
                                                nor 
                                                right, 
                                                but 
                                                urgent!
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                as 
                                                far 
                                                as 
                                                my 
                                                feet 
                                                will 
                                                carry 
                                                me 
                                                and 
                                                as 
                                                long 
                                                as 
                                                my 
                                                heart 
                                                still 
                                                beats,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Thi 
                                                is 
                                                its 
                                                rhythm, 
                                                this 
                                                is 
                                                its 
                                                beat!
 
                                    
                                
                                                As 
                                                the 
                                                last 
                                                leaves 
                                                touched 
                                                the 
                                                ground 
                                                beneath 
                                                my 
                                                hands,
 
                                    
                                
                                                This 
                                                summer 
                                                ended 
                                                before 
                                                    I 
                                                could 
                                                find 
                                                my 
                                                way 
                                                back 
                                                home.
 
                                    
                                
                                                It 
                                                seems 
                                                I'm 
                                                still 
                                                not 
                                                ready 
                                                for 
                                                this 
                                                journey 
                                                to 
                                                end,
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                somehow 
                                                I'm 
                                                sorry 
                                                to've 
                                                left 
                                                you 
                                                out 
                                                there 
                                                all 
                                                alone...
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                call 
                                                it 
                                                home, 
                                                    I 
                                                call 
                                                it 
                                                isolation.
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                call 
                                                it 
                                                love, 
                                                    I 
                                                call 
                                                it 
                                                    a 
                                                prison 
                                                of 
                                                mirrors.
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                call 
                                                it 
                                                security, 
                                                    I 
                                                call 
                                                it 
                                                last 
                                                respite.
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                call 
                                                it 
                                                life, 
                                                    I 
                                                call 
                                                it 
                                                Dystopia.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Once 
                                                you've 
                                                heard, 
                                                that 
                                                these 
                                                stories 
                                                could 
                                                be 
                                                true,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Now 
                                                listen, 
                                                this 
                                                one 
                                                will 
                                                fucking 
                                                destroy 
                                                you:
 
                                    
                                
                                                All 
                                                that's 
                                                out 
                                                in 
                                                this 
                                                world 
                                                is 
                                                just 
                                                    a 
                                                lie,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Except 
                                                the 
                                                pain 
                                                of 
                                                pure 
                                                hearts 
                                                and 
                                                those 
                                                sad 
                                                songs,
 
                                    
                                
                                                That 
                                                make 
                                                you 
                                                wanna 
                                                die...
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                the 
                                                sea 
                                                of 
                                                memories 
                                                that 
                                                devoured 
                                                me,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Is 
                                                not 
                                                as 
                                                deep 
                                                as 
                                                the 
                                                lake 
                                                you'll 
                                                drown 
                                                in.
 
                                    
                                
                                                These 
                                                are 
                                                my 
                                                last 
                                                words, 
                                                    I 
                                                wish 
                                                    I 
                                                could 
                                                burn 
                                                my 
                                                eyes,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Like 
                                                all 
                                                the 
                                                other 
                                                faceless 
                                                names 
                                                bury 
                                                mine 
                                                too 
                                                behind 
                                                oaken 
                                                trees...
 
                                    
                                
                                                ...and 
                                                drown 
                                                in 
                                                my 
                                                nihilism!
 
                                    
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