Smother my breath
There's rotten air within
Retina's turn black
Orbits filled with fear
Lillies fall down on the ground
I want to make it better but i don't know how
When black crows fly over your shoulder
When the earth is getting colder
Like a preacher i believe
We do not live but still exist
Waiting bodies in the sea
And we're just a howl in the mist
A smile won't recover your frown
I want to make it better but i don't know how
Swallows fly over your shoulder
Where the earth is getting colder
And our delusions (...)
And i'll always (...) it

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