Ocean of Grief Ghosts Inside
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Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by Filippos Koliopanos.
Video Directed by Olga Kann.
Lyrics:
Nostalgia a knife that twists within
A longing for what’s lost, a war I cannot win
Please follow me inside where everything seems painful and wrong
Burdened by years the weight of decay
Faces and places all fading away
Time is the enemy, relentless unkind
It leaves me with nothing but ghosts in my mind
I reach for the past, it crumbles to dust
All that is left is rust and sorrowful gust
Nostalgia, the torment (that) never dies
A yearning for a world, so dead inside
The past is a grave and I'm buried within
In memories of a life that could have been
In the depths of my mind, I wander alone,
Through shadows of memories, etched in stone
A past long forgotten, yet whispers remain
In echoes of sorrow, in torrents of pain.
Nostalgia, the torment (that) never dies
A yearning for a world, so dead inside
The past is a grave and I'm buried within
In memories of a life that could have been
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Stream Our Albums:
➤Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/0FyJgGUsFZlg1M2WS1ckwr
Follow Ocean of Grief:
➤Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/ocean_of_grief/?hl=en
➤Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/oceanofgriefgr
Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by Filippos Koliopanos.
Video Directed by Olga Kann.
Lyrics:
Nostalgia a knife that twists within
A longing for what’s lost, a war I cannot win
Please follow me inside where everything seems painful and wrong
Burdened by years the weight of decay
Faces and places all fading away
Time is the enemy, relentless unkind
It leaves me with nothing but ghosts in my mind
I reach for the past, it crumbles to dust
All that is left is rust and sorrowful gust
Nostalgia, the torment (that) never dies
A yearning for a world, so dead inside
The past is a grave and I'm buried within
In memories of a life that could have been
In the depths of my mind, I wander alone,
Through shadows of memories, etched in stone
A past long forgotten, yet whispers remain
In echoes of sorrow, in torrents of pain.
Nostalgia, the torment (that) never dies
A yearning for a world, so dead inside
The past is a grave and I'm buried within
In memories of a life that could have been
© All Rights Reserved by Ocean of Grief
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