the day has died
over my head
my cry was born
and has killed my breath
the day has died
forever in my brain
something has changed
my life becomes my pain
the lonely man
scared like a little boy
his life is damned
looks like a broken toy
does someone hear my soul
does someone see me
lying here alone in cold
does someone think about me
does someone think about
about a broken man which is too
scared to be
the day has died
I'm forever flying in the night
the day has died
I wanted light but I've lost my fight
the day has died
You can't beat the real thing. Weirdly Melodic Death thrash from back in the day, when Death Metal wasn't subdivided and splintered into a hundred subgenres and all that mattered was brutality. funkhundd