Soulless Existence Lyrics Novels & Stories

But other than that, I couldn't feel anything else anymore. I gasped heavily. My lips were pale and my throat tasted like blood. "I was wrong…" I straightened up my back and hugged myself tightly. The cold sweat that dripped down my spine made me shiver uncontrollably. I was wrong. I'd been wrong. Had I known earlier that I would end up experiencing such pain and torment, I would have just ended my life back then. However, if I really were to go, who would end up having to pay off my family's debt? Mom and Dad would never be able to rest in peace in their graves, either.

Let go of your precious sunsets You know this is no game. "Walk until you are no more Run inside your soul Maybe this way you’ll find out What you’re looking for. "Then forget to endlessly shatter In pieces of what used to be Face that every moment you curse Becomes something you don’t live. "Let go of your precious glory You know it’s not the same. "Wasted time in yesterdays The clutches of a never-ending hunger Lust for sin, pray for faith." “Okay,” she muttered, lighting a cigarette as she stared down at her own words, wondering where the hell they’d come from. Like she didn’t know.

A torn heart of hatred and yet loneliness throbbing out at me and tearing my own soul. “Keep going!” Leyanne barks, louder now, her chant rising, faster, sharper. “Ex sanguine nato, ex anima fracta, Vinculum tene, vinculum solve. Quod in tenebris ligatum est, ad lucem traho. Quod corruptum est, a carne evello. Non est tuum, non est meum - In nihilum redeat, in umbras cadat. Per sanguinem voco, per animam iubeo - -Exi ab ea. Exi nunc.

“They recognize you.” “Not me,” Veyra said. “What I carry.” She glanced at the faint gold still lingering beneath her skin, where the Vein’s mark had burned her. The Choir’s song shifted — now words were forming, fragmented and distorted, but clear enough to grasp. The current remembers. The Soulbound stirs. The cycle breaks. The sound pressed against her skull until her knees almost buckled. She forced herself upright, her voice cutting through the rising resonance. “Where is she?”

Now I see myself, I open my eyes, and you are with me. Cold heart, evil soul, unknown soul, Let no corruption, no power, touch you. You will be with me, throughout the whole journey, through everything. Now I see myself, I open my eyes, and it is with me. The cold heart, the evil soul, the unknown soul, let no power, no corruption, touch you. You will be with me, throughout the whole journey, through everything. Through my eyes, through my thoughts, through my heart. I know, I know, I know. Now, I enter you, my heart. I enter you, my mind. I enter you, my soul. Keep me safe, through everything. Keep me safe, through every place.)

I feel like a fuse that is about to explode. "If I could do it all again, I would burn this entire place to the ground before I let one of you touch me," I whisper, my voice barely audible over the roaring triumph of the mob. The darkness closes in, thick and suffocating. I welcome it. I embrace the void with the desperation of a girl who has finally run out of tears. I feel the life slipping from my pores, the heat leaving my skin, the weight of my existence finally lifting. I am gone. I am nothing. I am just a ghost in the making, waiting for the wind to carry my ashes away.

Saying it to myself just confirms oh stupid that sounds, and until I wake up to get answers I might as well not even try figuring it out. Out of nowhere the tingles stop abruptly, and I get a feeling of emptiness that seems to drag on forever. I start feeling like I’m drowning in the darkness without hope, and the feeling begins to enveloping me. Then it feels like someone starts squeezing my heart with all the sadness and all the rejection that I’ve ever felt starts to consume every inch of my body.

Ruelle) I'm always wondering If it's ever gonna end I can feel it in my bones I can feel it in my bones Standing in the dust Of what's left of us (I can see you in my soul) (I can see you in my soul) Did we take too many chances Or did we let too many pass us Did we throw it all away? Did we throw it all away? Did we light too many matches? Turn ourselves into these ashes Did we throw it all away? Did we throw it all away? We walk through the fire Is there a way out? Is there a way out?

And Lifeless. He then proceeded by letting me fall. Fall over the edge. I only needed a little push. And he gave me one. He gave me the only thing that was needed for me to be doomed. For me to be lifeless once again. For me to be a shell, an empty body without its soul. Souls. Souls were the only thing that would live further then death could tell. But if you didn't have one, you simply would go to hell. And I at that moment, didn't have one.

It stung deeper as a prose rang in his mind; 'Twinkles, twinkles in the world; gone for the birth of a mightier us. Good or bad, right or wrong; being the strongest wins it all. Dimming, dimming we call you to be; rest your soul for our piece of peace.' "Argh..." he groaned. Staggering to the side of the road, he crouched next to the cracked pavement. The lines kept repeating on their own. It was as if there were hundreds of nails hammering on him, attaching the belongings he refused to take.