Sorrow Lynn

(May 27 1995 At 12: 00 Midnight. So 27/28 / Switzerland)

Dear Sorrow, Death Awaits Your Acquaintance


The rain keeps Falling
And the Pain goes on
Your name I try calling
But the words just pass on by
The air
Bitter and cold
The shivers now suddenly unfold
I start to lose my breath
And once again see death
Face to Face we see
That life for me, isn't supposed to be
'She is Not important,
Shes lost in the shadows..
Drowning in grief and pain
There will be no tomorrow,
For she is all Sorrow'
'She is all sorrow'
There shall be no Tomorrow for Dear Sweet Sorrow.
Sorrow, Sorrow In the air
Death Has come so stay prepared.

Submitted: Thursday, May 26, 2011
Edited: Thursday, June 09, 2011

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