Close To Katatonia

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..