Letra da Música Necropolitan Day de Posithrone

Dawn breaks down, dead but alive
A gaunt expression, of the end
Burned out, wasted, empty, hollow
Today's just yesterdays tomorrow

Your sun dried out, the ashes sifted
But you're still here, warped and twisted
As time went by, your face grew sad
Don't you know ?
You're already dead…already dead

Pure I lived in normality, from the code of common sense I'm free
But I relased reality, my world now flickers grotesquely
I lived a blind man's life in bliss, somewhere night and day between
The wounds of unlived dreams don't heal, as waiflike memories they appeal

Fear comes ripping through the night, corrodes me slowly by and by
Tried in vain to see the sky, with my eyes closed, I prowl the night
Velvet words hiss through my mind, they grow louder as I lay
In the womb of phantom madness - On this Necropolitan day

The portal of the mind's eye open, now I'm christlike, whipped and broken
A thousend fattened years gone by and nothing's changed or rearranged
Stillborn dreams born by a fool, strangled by everyday's concessions
Creates a dreadful constellation of paralysing cold frustration

Fear comes ripping through the night, corrodes me slowly by and by
Tried in vain to see the sky, with my eyes closed, I prowl the night
Velvet words hiss through my mind, they grow louder as I lay
In the womb of phantom madness - On this Necropolitan day

As I dwell in this darkened room, I lift the worlds weight on my back
I broke the seal of contemplation, all that's left is desperation
Frozen movements in the night, behind the veil of loneliness
I feed on melancholy thoughts, no place to run no place to hide

I'm the master of disguise, hid all my wishes and my passions
As they stumble onto surface, took me with them and they break me
Even bitter things seek meaning, they grow louder as I lay
In the womb of perfect madness - On this Necropolitan day

Leave o leave me to my sorrows - Here I'll sit and fade away
'Til I'm nothing but a spirit - And I lose this form of clay
Once a dream did weave a shade - On my angel guarded bed
Troubled wildered and forlorn - dark, benighted, sorrowborn.

Sorrowborn