That little mountain rises,
While others dissolve into a plain.
Time re-defines itself
And falls in sadness grain by grain...
"Time heals all the wounds",
The two-tongued echos seem to say.
But nothing, nothing changes...,
The pain remains, won't pass away.
I went weak as I grew old,
And time itself has made me slow
And as I close my eyes in sadness
A thousand seasons come and go...
Mighty enough to cover all
And also cruel enough to reveal,
But the wounds and scars I carry
Neither force nor kiss can heal.
No, time heals nothing, nothing, nothing...-
Spitefully turns away and laughs.
Leaves you half-broken and in defiance
Is only added another scar...
Call it 'blind' how I am writhing,
Counting hours, centuries...-
The pain it grows and glows in tides,
Unable to vanish, unwilling to cease...
No, time heals nothing, nothing, nothing...-
Pushes 'till we're diving into different flesh.
Time heals nothing, nothing, nothing
In the coldness on thei nner flames...
Time's fingers claw, I am losing hold,
There is no hope for me on earth.
Time either still or maybe rushing...-
In any case it will turn out worse.
Time is fleeting, time stands still,
It stops for no-one and we're trapped within.
And though I may dream of the light,
II am falling back
(in)to the left-hand side...
"How I wish that I was dead
And rest in final peace...-
But even the luxury of death
Can't cure the wounds time cannot heal"
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