The Cabal Lyrics - Elvenking

I wake up and I feel I was stranded 

In a world that hardly represents me 

Step by step, I collect all my nightmares 

Like a modern Renoir, I'm painting my life away 

Don't you think that I'm not gonna worry 

Don't you think that I don't feel sorry 

Soon I'll find my way and I'll let you know 

Sitting down in my room I feel so empty 

Staring with lonely eyes at the words 

I am laying down with cold blood 

I swallow all the absinthe that you gave me that cold winter night 

Don't you think that I'm not gonna worry 

Don't you think that I don't feel sorry 

Soon I'll find my way and I'll let you know 

I feel a decadent poet forced to bury his art 

Forced to bury his own heart under the mud of a pigsty 

A cabal of murdered broken hearts 

Longing for my bitter taste 

Lost you, I have lost you, brother 

The strength you hid inside your eyes 

Makes me believe I can still live my life 

I learned from the ashes of the tears I dropped for all these years 

My love is now living, is living for real 

I feel a decadent poet forced to bury his art 

Forced to bury his own heart under the mud of a pigsty 

A cabal of murdered broken hearts 

Longing for my bitter taste