Silence is the medicine. I`ll take it to get much closer, To all the things I never had, To all the things that make me sad. I hear her call my name, In dreams of all that`s gone. I know I`ve always been, a toy for the ill one... No! Why? Can someone tell me why?
Silence is the medicine. For the disease that I call You. For all that was there before, This feeling that I adore... I hear her call my name, In dreams of all that`s gone. I know I`ve always been, a toy for the ill one...
I will go away and die under a stone, With ashes off your letters in my hands. I will go away and You will stay alone, This is how it always ends. No! Why? Can someone tell me why? I will dissolve in loneliness. Buried underneath all the shells that You have changed. No! You shouldn`t have opened the empty grave, Cos the one inside is meant to be forgotten. I will go away and die under a stone,