Close To Katatonia (Wine From Tears)

Beside myself the shadows creep like old memories And cruel winds, they laugh at me, they are my enemies I sit in the corner, feel guilt and wrecked, and wait for them, and they come back My weakness sell my soul to them, to seven rounds that reign in hell One... I only want to touch the sun But I'm drown, and I can only feel disharm I'm close to katatonia... No light around, no voice of mercy And my surround is mindless corpses My body doesn't obey me Alone like a stone, so proud but free...