Possessor of Silent death
You aren't my muse any longer nil You aren't my muse any longer nil
I wish I was tiny, To lose myself in the world. I wish I was tiny, To lose myself in the world.
The worlds collide again Like the flying watchers. The worlds collide again Like the flying watchers.
A whim of two friends who wanted to be everything but were nothing. A whim of two friends who wanted to be everything but were nothing.
Sometimes I wonder why roses have thorns. Sometimes I wonder why roses have thorns.
I open and close wounds that nobody touches... I open and close wounds that nobody touches...
Tears fall off on the ground... Tears fall off on the ground...
Silence is so full of words.... Silence is so full of words....
At the foot of the secular tree he meditates, Draped with silence under the gloomy tree, At the foot of the secular tree he meditates, Draped with silence under the ...
And an angel who made a demon burn. And an angel who made a demon burn.