Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Buried By Time And Dust

Visions of that no morning's light ever will come.
I'm to old now.
The dark is so near, will I ever reach the land beyond?
This is where we go when we have to die.
I've been old since the birth of time.
Time buried me in earth.
Centuries ago, I tasted blood.
Buried by time and dust.
Many years has pasted since the funeral.
Missing the blood of human throats.
So many years, ages ago.
I must await, feel my bodies stench.
Wanderings out of space.
Wandering out of time.
A world out of light, death at the end.
Only silence can be heard, silence of people's tears.
No one knows my grave.
Buried by time and dust.

- dead
MAYHEM: Live in Leipzig (11/26/90)

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