Cold Comfort from Cold Comfort by Blind Dreams

In the shadows, I wander through the night,
A ghost in a world where I don't belong.
Familiar faces turn into strangers' eyes,
I can't escape the sorrow, it's too strong.

Oh, this life, a twisted game of pain,
A dance with despair, driving me insane.
I scream into the void, no one hears,
Drowning in my own darkness, feeding my own fears.

Cold winds whisper secrets to my soul,
Bleak memories that never fade away.
The scars on my skin tell a story untold,
Of a broken spirit lost in disarray.

Oh, this life, a twisted game of pain,
A dance with despair, driving me insane.
I scream into the void, no one hears,
Drowning in my own darkness, feeding on my fears.

• Alternative
• coldwave
• darkwave
• goth
• gothicrock
• post-punk
• Saint Petersburg