Lyrics Officium Triste

Officium Triste

This Inner Twist

All Dreams and Hopes are lost

Everything’s shattered

I’d rather leave it all be

And move on to something better

‘cause it sickens me

it’s all so unreal

twisting inside of me

What will be better?

What am I to expect?

Fields of Fire

Or some peace of mind

Is this a decision

I’m going to regret

This inner twist

Messing with my head

All dreams and hopes are lost

Everything’s shattered

What will be better?

What am I to expect?

Fields of Fire

Or a heavenly choir

This Inner Twist

It’s getting Worse

Is there a reason to exist

Or am I cursed

All these questions

In my mind

No one can answer

No more smiles

No more laughter

As I sink

Into the depths

Of eternal misery.