Officium Triste / Cold Mourning Split 1. Officium Triste - Fading Like a Dying Candle Here I sit in this room, staring at this burning candle. That is my life , that is my doom. The loneliness I cannot handle. I'm fading like a dying candle. Fade...... Fade away ..... Like a dying candle..... The flame in my soul is fading away. No place on earth left for me to stay. From light to black through veils of grey. As the candle burning bright dies today. This empty room where I sit, staring at this dying candle. A piece of wax, that I've lit. Reflects the life I cannot handle. I'm dying like a fading candle. Fade.... Fade away..... Like a dying candle.... Fade away................................... 2. Officium Triste - Downfall (Through Veils of Grey) The flame in my soul has faded away. Into blackness I fall through veils of grey. Through a tunnel filled with mist. I realise my life is over, I no longer exist. Looking into the distance I see no light. In the everdark my soul eternally hides. Transfixed by the thought if this is my hell. Deep down in the everynothing I fell. Into Blackness Confused....I realise I already went through hell while living in an empty room.... Confused....with everything in the outside world behind the walls where I sat staring at a dying candle. I'm falling forever!!!!!! The flame in my soul has faded away. Into blackness I fall through veils of grey. Through a tunnel filled with mist. I realise my life is over, I no longer exist. Looking into the distance I see no light. In the everdark my soul eternally hides. Transfixed by the thought if this is my hell. Deep down in the everynothing I fell. 3. Cold Mourning - Fall of Life Standing alone edge of the cliff Jumping into reality No one here me and my ways Am I left behind you To come as far as I have gone Live my life so incomplete The cliff stands tall far and high Suffer til the day I die Now in my fall from the cliff Will you be there to laugh at me Falling apart from my plain Living a life of living hell No one to blame except myself For things that can't be unchanged Standing alone edge of the cliff Jumping into the fall of life 4. Cold Mourning - In the Midst of Stones Behold the sound of inner suffering Sorrow to death into damnation Alone as man who lives for dying In the midst of stones lies a bed of dying We climb the trees without ending Forgive us all our sins of need I stand before you witness to your sins This cross all black for your kind Dying roses at my feet Amen In the midst of stones lies a bed of dying We climb the trees without ending Forgive us all our sins of need