Cinayet

Altın Kafes

50 Cevapsız Arama

Ah Ulan Sevda

Crime Pays

You Haven't Earned It

You crave attention. As if it's due to you. You want permission. To behave as badly as you do. . You want respect, but. You don't act respectable. You want fame to fill the void.

Tried

I tried I failed to believe. In the reward I would receive. If only heaven's distant sun. Would burn away all the things I'd done. . I tried to no avail.

Surface

Fall. Seize. I am merely debris. Scattered along the ground. . False. Rage. A man in a cage. An explosion without a sound. . Drawn. In. By the deafening din.

The Drowning Season (original 1996 Mix)

Skin

Identity sometimes seems fleeting. An ever-changing tapestry. But at it's heart is the foundation. The very essence of our being. . Shed your skin. Cast off your chains.

Skyquake

The morning broke with eerie silence. The ground beneath us cracked and dry. Too self-absorbed to even notice. The cracks that formed up in the sky. .

Sun

The first day. I felt changed. I felt removed and broken. Over man. Over God. But weak by the same token. . Wherewithal. Has dissolved. A soulless apparition.

Silence (lo-fi Quietude Remix By Converter)

I want you to know the thoughts. My mind contains. I want you to feel the rage. Pulse through my veins. I want you to see the anger. In my eyes. I want you to feel fear.

Purgatory

So here I stand. Completely alone. My skin absorbs the rain. . Helpless to control. Pieces within the whole. I can feel it starting again. . A sudden descent.

Regret

Some time ago I checked my conscience. And found it wasn't all that clean. A trail of people I had hurt. A sea of sins left unredeemed. . CH. Regret is a dull and rusted blade.

Silence

I want you to know the thoughts. My mind contains. I want you to feel the rage. Pulse through my veins. I want you to see the anger. In my eyes. I want you to feel fear.

Opened

This day has altered my perception. I'll never see things quite the same. All that I knew was misconception. But all of that's about to change. . CH. I opened my eyes today.

Pages

I read your mind. But it wasn't a very interesting read. The plot was contrived. And the characters were too consumed by need. . Page by page. Enduring each predictable turn.

Naked (project X Remix)

Awake, aware, alone. Lost and far from home. I walk without these walls. So there is less to fall. . I am naked. I have nothing left. My bones are picked clean.

Never Forgive

It never felt so real. Never so visceral. But now it's all too clear. And all too typical. . You're left with nothing. And it's all your fault. Relations cease.