My Second Death
Petite Mort
So the rain falls again
Breaking up a strange mist through
(all the garden)
The cold wind that comes
(by the window)
Sways the curtains and thrashes
(my pale face)
The solitude
Slowly decreases my existence
But i’ll be waiting for you
To come forever
Poor soul
I can hear your
Anguishing screams
Tries to have fun
With other ones
But this soul is always looking for
Another like his own
Incredible is my ability
(of feeling alone)
Even when i’m surrounded by
(many people)
I can imagine how would be your face
(your scent)
Long nights drunkenness
Did i look for you in the wrong place?
I don’t know if you exist
Not find you would be to die again
‘cause i’m already dead in my life
Poor soul
I can hear your
Anguishing screams
Poor soul
I can hear your
Anguishing screams
Tries to have fun
With other ones
But this soul is always looking for
Another like his own
Tries to have fun
With other ones
But this soul is always looking for
Another like his own
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