Pain at Least... by Mortualia Lyrics
Hardly worth the effort
To get out into the day
My shadow forlorn
The toils of living
All the fingers cold
Dwelling uncheerful
No better atmosphere
Decrepit, deceitful
Eluding happiness
Pain to feel at least
Weary frame of flesh
Hopeless, destitute
My dried-up heart
Crumbled into dust
Scattered by the wind
Over all the heaps of earth
To get out into the day
My shadow forlorn
The toils of living
All the fingers cold
Dwelling uncheerful
No better atmosphere
Decrepit, deceitful
Eluding happiness
Pain to feel at least
Weary frame of flesh
Hopeless, destitute
My dried-up heart
Crumbled into dust
Scattered by the wind
Over all the heaps of earth