It's over now, and yet I can't stop screaming.
I try to believe that I was just dreaming.
But it's much too late and much too long,
I'm too deep submerged in this bloody song.
In my weakness I cry,
too strong yet to die.
But how I wish I could
if I might end this I would.
The dark lonely night
simply holds no fright
compared to the moon, clouded red
where I will drift, my final bed.
I pretend that these tears are simply rain,
but in my head I know it's from the pain
and my heart splinters with sorrowful aching
I can't deny that, yes, it's breaking.
The pulsing dark melody
sounds like a death march to me,
as the cold west wind howls
through trees, new made gallows.
Then I make that one deadly leap
and close my eyes in final sleep.
I swim through the lost spirit's sea
and smile because I'm finally free.
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