The Last Wails Lyrics & Chords By Voss Mohr

Ils ont chuté Ils se raccrochent aux parois D'un mur, qui sous leurs doigts se transforme en terre Friable et humide Ils aspirent à remplir ce vide Afin de la...read more

Ich vermisse den Duft der Gräser Den Duft des Sommers... ...den Duft der Freiheit! Ich vermisse das Gefühl Zu wissen dass ich nichts weiß...read more

Heal me. Break this pattern. This never-ending stream of hopelessness. Just as soon as I start to stand I am pulled back down to a crawl. I almost feel nothing at all. All the time...read more

I've seen dreams of winter's end, soil naked grey shadows of sun. Dead birds on the blackened snow. Awaiting something really dark Mist and wet spring wind are my only companions...read more

Gravel presses against my feet, both bare and damp. It seems almost painfully cold due to the weather. I wrap my arms together to keep warm but it doesn't seem to help enough. "So,...read more