Candles Light By The Open Window Sill,
As The Winds Whisper Through The Night A Cold Chill,
As We Stand Out In The Darkness Of The Night,
We Stand Clear Out Of Sight,
We Lived And Now We Have To Die,
Dead Inside Black As The Night Sky,
One Step Forward One Step Back,
To The Lights Are Lives We Must Attack,
We Motion To The Swing Rocking Back In Forth,
Nothing But Strife Nothing To Short,
We Walk But We Aren't Alive In This Life,
As We Have No Control But Are Full Of Strife,
As The Candles Burn Down To There Red Reminisce Of Time,
The Night Beats Louder Starting To Unwind....
Our Name: immortality League,
Status: Hell For Blackness Is All We See,
What We Are: Nothing But Deaths Angel's That Are Sad And Depressed,
Goal In Life: To Let It All Out Let Everything Be Confessed...
Some Cut Some Bleed,
Some Can't Help But Let Their Emotions Feed,
Some Feel Lost And Confused,
Some Feel Unloved And Abused,
Some Wish They Could Die In the Mist Of Time,
Some Wish They Would Be Nothing But Fine...
Some Ask Us Why We Feel This Way,
As We All Think 'Just Wait You'll Feel The Same Someday',
Because Believe It Or Not No One Stays Happy Forever And Thats A Fact,
Sooner Or Later The Depression Will Sometime Release It's Attack,
Some Have Been Through More Than Other,
As Some Our Parents/ Fathers/ Daughters/ Mothers/ And Even Brothers,
immortality League In This Mist Of Time What We Live In,
As This Life Turns To Another Deadly Sin,
Some People Don't Understand What The People With Pain Feel,
You Can't Until You Live It Thats The Deal,
You Think You Do But Until You Live You Don't Know Half Of It,
To Live Through The Pain/ Depression/ The Craziness All Of This Shit..
So As The Night Grows Cold And Dim,
You Think Of The Next Barren Sin,
Wishing This Life Would Turn Toward The Best,
As You Don't Want To Live Through The Rest,
As This Pain Inside Constantly Wants To Dig,
Drama Right After Drama We All Together Have A Story To Tell For We Are The Immortality League... |
