
In Search Of
by Seed Of Pain· from Thunder and Consolation
In search of love you just found pain and disappointment. Through love and hate, smiles and tears. You're dragging your empty sleeve along and in the end there's just nothing, nothing is running through your hands. Claim your fear, have a look in your holy book, there is no answer and there will never be. You hope for a better world but don't know how it has to look like, just circling in your fears, self-doubts and tears. You see demons around you, silenced accompanists. You're hauting for witches, your fear is overrated. You try to fight against this so-called sick world, but the source still remains inside you, hiding behind collapsing walls. Are you satisfied? You're not satisfied!