I'll die of your last letter You wrote these lines by ink and Feather Did you want to mention my soul? And your attempts have gone too real
Did you seal this letter to send it? You adhere it to a paw of the pigeon It flied hard through the winds and the thunder Wine has spilled as a blood on the soil
Undying bleeding heart Lays on a dish in front of you Why I know for all of me it's the end And it erases all of my dreams