Everything is not real,they are already dead for me...so are you.I'm alive in my world,ruled by something,someone... I'm not free yet,I dream of that day.There is too much sorrow in this world, cold and empty souls trying to reach the absolute thing. But...when you are alone, emptiness and sorrow become your love ,everything around you has a sweet taste and smell.
When I don't have tears,I don't have anything,my melancholy becomes a void as deep as my hate.
You are nothing to me,but I want to be something to you,something true,not a lie.Music is my only true thing,this is why I'm alive.When I play the piano,everything around me turns into colours and black disappears. Each musical note has a symbol,each musical phraze tells a story,a real story.I have moments when I feel that music is not for a dead soul like me,I'm not immortal,no one is.
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Xasthur - May Your Void Become As Deep As My Hate
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DPsFr0KNEPc
