Ever Mourning Change letra

Inside the ever spinning mouse-wheel
the greyning sky remains a wall.
I play the role of a hand-crafted toy,
quiet scissors cut my form.
Waiting always seems a distant drag,
nothing paving nothing's street with stones.
Solitude was never my demand,
what becomes of this remains unknown.
Sleeping well in... turning my believes over and over in my head.
Silent screaming, rejecting taste of pain,
saving the ever mourning change.
Raging, mumbling, the mouse-wheel turns slow.
A brick is missing in the wall.
Shades of color flickering the toy,
seeking dry land in my leaking scull.

My Own Grave - Letras

• Above The Weak
• Age Of Torment
• Anything But Dust
• Bloodline Broken
• Buried
• Carnal Revelations
• Cerecloth
• Death Is Infinite
• Disbeliever
• Disciples Of War
• Ever Mourning Change
• Exhumed To Be Buried
• From The Ashes
• Godly Blasphemy
• Hail The Blind
• Heathen Divinity
• I Wake Up
• Incineration
• Into Pieces
• My Own Grave
• Necrology
• None Shall See
• Sheltered By Inferno
• six:666 Pm
• Soulstorm
• Spread The Plague
• Strangled by Life
• The Beyond
• The Misanthropic Creature
• Theme For The Dead
• Theme from the Dead
• Where Carnage Reigns