One With Misery

The stars shine down on the crimson sky as the night falls upon The pain arrives and hurts like a twist of a knife� It makes him wish to be gone So he´s facing the curtain descending with a razorblade smile He´s taken "the path neverending" yet only to walk for a while He´s gazing through all that is there And sees the world left for him to despise� Blissfully feeling so dead, no glimmer in his eyes So no more joy or forgiving, he´s one with misery Nothing left to believe in, he´s reaching out to be free On that trail the warrior rides Chasing the fall of his soul Life´s been too dire so the fullest desire has died Deep from inside On that trail the warrior rides From the cradle straight to the grave Within his heart he feels his soul´s being barred Yet aberrant, aberrant --- One with Misery - Sentenced