| My heart flies on her wings
|
| Now I’m crying, the moon so red
|
| Tomorrow shall be yet another hell
|
| To the sun, the sky’s soul is fed
|
| Blows pass me
|
| I’m down, them I do not feel
|
| Nothing except the shadow is real
|
| Why did she do it, why did she die?
|
| How could she leave without saying goodbye?
|
| She has proven my life to be just a lie
|
| When sea waves crush, they hit me hard
|
| But then I do not feel them
|
| And then reality is no more real to me
|
| I ask myself, should I end it now and join her at last?
|
| I miss the cold embrace of lust
|
| Nothing left, just a dust
|
| When sea waves crush, they hit me hard
|
| But then I do not feel them
|
| And then reality is no more real to me
|
| I ask myself, should I end it now and join her at last?
|
| I miss the cold embrace of lust
|
| Nothing left, just a dust
|
| Nothing left, just a dust
|
| Nothing left, my dearest love |