Close to Katatonia

Close to Katatonia - Wine from Tears

Beside myself the shadows creep like old memories

And cruel winds they laugh at me they are my enemies

I sit in the corner

Feel guilt and wrecked

And wait for them

And they come back

My wickness sell my soul to them

To seven rounds that reign in hell

One

I only want to touch the sun

But I'm drown and I can only feel disharm

I'm close to katatonia

No light around no voice of mercy

And my surround is mindless corpses

My body doesn't obbey me

Alone like a stone so proud but free