Letra The Cabal - Elvenking
I wake up and I feel I was stranded
In a world that hardly represents me
Step by step I collect all my nightmares
Like a modern Renoir I'm painting my life away
Don?t you think that I?m not gonna worry
Don?t you think that I don?t feel sorry
Soon I?ll find my way and I?ll let you know
Sitting down in my room I feel so empty
Staring with lonely eyes at the words I am laying down
With cold blood I swallow all the absinthe that you gave me
That cold winter night
Don?t you think that I?m not gonna worry
Don?t you think that I don?t feel sorry
Soon I?ll find my way and I?ll let you know
I feel a decadent poet
Forced to bury his art ? forced to bury his own heart
Under the mud of a pigsty
A cabal of murdered broken hearts
Longing for my bitter taste
Lost you, I have lost you, brother
The strength you hid inside your eyes
Makes me believe I can still live my life
I learnt from the ashes
Of the tears I dropped for all these years
My love is now living, is living for real
I feel a decadent poet
Forced to bury his art ? forced to bury his own heart
Under the mud of a pigsty
A cabal of murdered broken hearts
Longing for my bitter taste