This is the sound I wanted to hear The void of the melodies The sadness of the silence The soft voice of a dying woman
There is no light at the end of the tunnel I saw the end so many times And I am still here to talk Only because there is no light
This is my anthology Let's play this when I'll die This is my anthology I want to hear it one more time
The tears of all the beloved ones Are nothing but the water That they drink to survive Until they die
There are so many faces Smiling, crying, but soft and hot So soft on my skin I won't let my soul die in a river of tears I won't let my body go rotting under their arms I won't die because I am the author of these fucking words I won't let time reap my soul I won't ...