Nothing But Hell

There is nothing to confess.

There is nothing you possess.

 

There is no song

I can sing for you.

My heart is strong.

I am through with you.

 

There is nothing to apologize.

There is nothing to prize.

 

There is no pain

for me to suffer.

There is no gain

for you, puffer.

 

There is nothing to save.

There is nothing to pave.

 

There is no light

for you to see.

There is no slight

hope to flee.

 

There is nothing to achieve.

There is nothing to believe.

 

There is only one thing

to tell.

And that is what I bring:

Hell.

Impressum

Texte: Iris Kegler
Tag der Veröffentlichung: 10.02.2016

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