Spleen
Clouds across the sky wind and rain are all that remains of those days long gone, where the light of hope shone why are they gone? Pale is now the light that reach me through the window, gloomy are my dreams like shadows on the walls. A reality that I can not change, a reality that I have learned to accept, all I want is to go away.. Away..
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
(<em>Instrumental</em>)
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
The flame is burning and shadows comes to life, with a simple flick of the light their movements change; And sanding away the light source the shadows grows longer, and eager for a new life they stretch and cry. Projections exactly like memories kept in mind, shadows are reflections of ourselves in presence of light...
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
(<em>Instrumental</em>)
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
There are a lot of colors out of here, red and yellow upon the trees green and brown on the soil, it's cold but not too much; The wind is placid at this time while this loneliness pervades me, and I found myself travelling with the mind to unknown places where the sun shines and it looks like spring. And now, awakened from the dream, I found myself here while winter is almost here.
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
(<em>Instrumental</em>)
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026