Unnamedsoul

tells me something to remember; whispering that i'm a sinner...

Passion of my Hero

Passion of my Hero

There's nothing to gasp in this dead air
And it's impossible for me to recover
I've been burried and reburried again
Trapped and locked up in vain
Though my blood had all dried up
Still listening to the whispers of a single gap
No one is listening
Nobody can hear me mumbling
Coz i can't hear my own
Screaming inside my bone
But i know that i'm not dead
I'm just lost in the Silent Grave inside my head...

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Welcome to my soul

My friend, the only gift that I can give

Is nothing but FAITH that I received

"Souls, Like plants, needed a different kind of rain: Hope, Faith, a reason to live. When this did not come to pass, everything in that soul died, even if the body went on Living; and the people could say: "Here in this body there was once a Man."

- The Fifth Mountain by Paulo Coelho

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