Soulless Existence Lyrics Novelas e Histórias

My soul is being ripped to shreds, I feel like I am dying a most excruciating death. My vision blurs, my soul continues being stripped. There’s a sudden howl coming from somewhere, and then my world goes completely dark.

I can still hear the music But its not my Song. . I dont know what exactly my life is I'm a sinister I can't ruin that pure soul at any cost I'm in enough darkness I can't drag her into my dark world the world and people around me are not someone like her they're harmful and dangerous not less than monsters but she is a innocent and naive soul who can't harm anyone she is someone harmless I'm someone harmful where she is a pure soul human coming to me I'm a dark soul beast like match between heaven and hell which is completely impossible

" We notch our bows and wait for the morrow Cold is the night and nary a tear for on the morn we head into shadow There is no room for our fear His eyes are cruel, his evil is endless Black is soul and ne'ver he'll rest till all the world lies covered in darkness and none who'd fight him are left. Zhanere Zelezial"

I'm going to lose my babies and my mates because I was careless and I used my wasted courage to leave! "Oh, you are a naughty girl!" Soul chuckles humorlessly. "What? Where am I?" I stutter, then realise how cold I actually am. Well, that's not shocking. It's late Autumn. "Nuh uhh." Soul shakes his finger at me. "I'll be asking the questions here. You don't deserve to know anything! You stupid little bitch!" I don't have the capability to scream, shout or even cry. I sigh with exhaustion. "Just do it already! Why are you playing it out? I'm going to die, we both know that. Just do it already. It's getting kind of boring."

“Even then… you will still have to choose between… killing the vile monster so that your soul… may return to the afterlife in peace… or be trapped in the world… knowing you’ve helped him… conquered the innocent.” “I liked you better when you were alive.” Marcel glared at her brother in annoyance, knowing he was right. This was her fate no matter when it would come to an end… it had to be fulfilled. “Remember… if you fail… next year….” Mike teased in a faint voice… his shadowy figure dulling by the second… but this time he knew it was different from before. “You’re so annoying; can’t you just stay one place? I can hardly see you.” The girl rolled her chestnut brown eyes simply forgetting the

Dior Endless darkness surrounds me. It circles my throat and licks my skin as I'm searching for an exit. I want to run, but there is nowhere to flee. Voices are snickering in my ears, telling me to tread carefully or they will tear me apart. They overestimate me—I've already succumbed and given up. My soul has been ripped in the middle, and my hope has been blown out like a candle. I'm unable to sort my thoughts in the dark and remember who I am.

Lying here with a loss of words, hearing no sound but that of a dirge I searched my mind but it comes blank, the sounds of Lament fell like I sank Deadweight is my body all dressed and adorned, to be viewed by the ones who felt I have scorned Tucked in a billow of alabaster white, a weight of coins to keep out the light How is it possible I am lying here, surrounded by people who don’t shed a tear? Trying to move to stop this façade, not wanting to meet the one they call God

"Bring them to me, the souls of man, the souls of the Underworld, the souls of the horizon." As he spoke, a chill wind blew, biting like a thousand needles, burying themselves into Aiden's skin and deeper. "I cast fury at thee, rouse for me. The dead, the drowned, let your soul and form live for me. In the vessel I offer thee." Aiden screwed his eyes tighter, if that was even possible, clamping his hands over his ears as a low wail came from below, becoming louder and shriller, burning his eardrums and threatening to shatter his teeth as it heightened.

They aren’t here for me physically but I know they’re here in spirit. “How can you see into my eyes, like open doors? Leading you down into my core. Where I've become so numb. Without a soooouuul. My spirit's sleeping somewhere cold. Until you find it there and lead it back home” My voice carried itself up into the ceiling and the echoes vibrated off the walls and surrounded me in a hug. “Now that I know what I'm without. You can't just leave me. Breathe into me and make me real. Bring me to life”

His gap-toothed smile gleams under the dim lighting, glowing in admiration for her jokes. She must be hilarious. Perhaps, a comedian. And me? Well, just a drained puppet, strings cut loose, waiting to collapse. It’s been over an hour, and we haven’t exchanged a single word. My presence here feels suffocating, like an unwanted shadow. I remember all the times I confronted him. And yet, he always twisted it around, making me believe I was overthinking. He said I was being insecure. That Maria was just a friend. That I needed to trust him.