@@revansdisciple4636 It was on a night when the world stopped, Moonlight illuminated my face with a tear. My curtain danced with the wind, Like my hair that night. It's raining sadness to be happy. I close my eyes, open my heart, And learn to see with the eyes of the soul - I heard. The wind spoke to me, A flower spoke to me with the cadence of a whisper of love. A ghost kissed me goodnight because you were still in my dreams. The night cried the kiss of a rose, That was in a book never to be finished reading that love. Because I forgot to cry, Cry that love. The moon cuddled me, While the mantle of night covered me from the cold, loneliness. Look at this face that lost its identity, Look at how I cried tears of blood on my white skin, Like a ghost on a white canvas painted in my dreams of loneliness and you. Look, you were still in my dreams. Look how I bleed and how I cry for you. It's raining sadness to be happy, I close my eyes, open my heart, And learn to see with the eyes of the soul - I heard. that love (That love) The moon cuddled me, While the mantle of night covered me from the cold, loneliness. Look at this face that lost its identity, Look at how I cried tears of blood on my white skin, Like a ghost on a white canvas painted in my dreams of loneliness and you. Look, you were still in my dreams. Look how I bleed and how I cry for you. It's raining sadness to be happy, I close my eyes, open my heart, And learn to see with the eyes of the soul - I heard. that love (That love) I am the dream and the reality, the madness that consumes you. Time and death deceive you, filling you with illusions. Death calls you between lies, offering a place of pain and tears. If you wish to escape madness, seek the place where death hides. Come and finish it, because I am the madness in you! Beyond the truth, there is a lie, a book of melancholy for when you want to come. I am the voice, I am reality, I am the voice that in you cries out for its departure from your thoughts of vengeance, because she deceived you, Gaia! Listen, I am Mors! Listen, I am the Insanity in you, the old fool who calls for the hour of his death! the madness that consumes you. Time and death deceive you, filling you with illusions. Death calls you between lies, offering a place of pain and tears. If you wish to escape madness, seek the place where death hides. Come and finish it, because I am the madness in you! Beyond the truth, there is a lie, a book of melancholy for when you want to come. I am the voice, I am reality, I am the voice that in you cries out for its departure from your thoughts of vengeance, because she deceived you, Gaia! Listen, I am Mors! Listen, I am the Insanity in you, the old fool who calls for the hour of his death! Insania me devorat, mors et ultionis desiderium animam meam obruunt. Te occidam ob mendacium tuum. Specta quomodo sanguinem et quomodo lacrimo pro te. Darkness is the absence of life in your eyes. Revenge is the death within you. Dreams are what I come to live. Blindness is not knowing which path to death to choose! I wish to be the shadow To vanish from my torment Let the silence scream Let the terror breathe I wish not to perish I'll craft a haunting realm I'll drape my nightmares in whispers And cloak them with your icy touch Set my Beyond the truth, there is a lie, a book of melancholy for when you want to come. I am the voice, I am reality, I am the voice that in you cries out for its departure from your thoughts of vengeance, because she deceived you, Gaia! The breeze has carried my emotions away, Leaving me stranded in a void of nothingness. For every smile in the moonlight, There is a tear on every rainy day. You are the last thought in my mind before I drift off to sleep, And the first thought when I wake each morning. Look how I bleed and how I cry for you.
This reminds me of an 80s ballad from the classic movies I used to watch. Man, movies back then had more soul than movies today.
@@revansdisciple4636want the lyrics?
@@Bella_Elizabeth_Melanseliana Sure.
@@revansdisciple4636
It was on a night when the world stopped,
Moonlight illuminated my face with a tear.
My curtain danced with the wind,
Like my hair that night.
It's raining sadness to be happy.
I close my eyes, open my heart,
And learn to see with the eyes of the soul - I heard.
The wind spoke to me,
A flower spoke to me with the cadence of a whisper of love.
A ghost kissed me goodnight because you were still in my dreams.
The night cried the kiss of a rose,
That was in a book never to be finished reading that love.
Because I forgot to cry,
Cry that love.
The moon cuddled me,
While the mantle of night covered me from the cold, loneliness.
Look at this face that lost its identity,
Look at how I cried tears of blood on my white skin,
Like a ghost on a white canvas painted in my dreams of loneliness and you.
Look, you were still in my dreams.
Look how I bleed and how I cry for you.
It's raining sadness to be happy,
I close my eyes, open my heart,
And learn to see with the eyes of the soul - I heard.
that love (That love)
The moon cuddled me,
While the mantle of night covered me from the cold, loneliness.
Look at this face that lost its identity,
Look at how I cried tears of blood on my white skin,
Like a ghost on a white canvas painted in my dreams of loneliness and you.
Look, you were still in my dreams.
Look how I bleed and how I cry for you.
It's raining sadness to be happy,
I close my eyes, open my heart,
And learn to see with the eyes of the soul - I heard.
that love (That love)
I am the dream and the reality, the madness that consumes you. Time and death deceive you, filling you with illusions. Death calls you between lies, offering a place of pain and tears. If you wish to escape madness, seek the place where death hides. Come and finish it, because I am the madness in you!
Beyond the truth, there is a lie, a book of melancholy for when you want to come. I am the voice, I am reality, I am the voice that in you cries out for its departure from your thoughts of vengeance, because she deceived you, Gaia!
Listen, I am Mors!
Listen, I am the Insanity in you, the old fool who calls for the hour of his death!
the madness that consumes you. Time and death deceive you, filling you with illusions. Death calls you between lies, offering a place of pain and tears. If you wish to escape madness, seek the place where death hides. Come and finish it, because I am the madness in you!
Beyond the truth, there is a lie, a book of melancholy for when you want to come. I am the voice, I am reality, I am the voice that in you cries out for its departure from your thoughts of vengeance, because she deceived you, Gaia!
Listen, I am Mors!
Listen, I am the Insanity in you, the old fool who calls for the hour of his death!
Insania me devorat, mors et ultionis desiderium animam meam obruunt. Te occidam ob mendacium tuum.
Specta quomodo sanguinem et quomodo lacrimo pro te.
Darkness is the absence of life in your eyes. Revenge is the death within you. Dreams are what I come to live. Blindness is not knowing which path to death to choose!
I wish to be the shadow To vanish from my torment Let the silence scream Let the terror breathe I wish not to perish I'll craft a haunting realm I'll drape my nightmares in whispers And cloak them with your icy touch Set my
Beyond the truth, there is a lie, a book of melancholy for when you want to come. I am the voice, I am reality, I am the voice that in you cries out for its departure from your thoughts of vengeance, because she deceived you, Gaia!
The breeze has carried my emotions away,
Leaving me stranded in a void of nothingness.
For every smile in the moonlight,
There is a tear on every rainy day.
You are the last thought in my mind before I drift off to sleep,
And the first thought when I wake each morning.
Look how I bleed and how I cry for you.