Death is a fairytale
in which me and you are living together,
more after "forever happy"... and after the first morning after the end...
Death is a fairytale,
painted icon,
picture of a witch,
mercy bringer,
for eternal peace in my soul,
I send endless prayers somewhere in the Infernals...
Death is a fairytale,
my face written all over,
with an ink of a mirror,
empty and silent,
faint,
simple,
(in)existance... wandering in the night...
Death is a fairytale,
I am the author,
with pain of the pen,
from the desperation of the paper,
I'm telling a tale of a dead heart...
Death is a fairytale,
I,
the narrator,
in one living act,
there is no dialogue,
only first person dying...
Death is a fairytale,
hundred times told,
in thousand memories witnessed,
in billion tears cried,
never,
and never was,
that much desired...
in which me and you are living together,
more after "forever happy"... and after the first morning after the end...
Death is a fairytale,
painted icon,
picture of a witch,
mercy bringer,
for eternal peace in my soul,
I send endless prayers somewhere in the Infernals...
Death is a fairytale,
my face written all over,
with an ink of a mirror,
empty and silent,
faint,
simple,
(in)existance... wandering in the night...
Death is a fairytale,
I am the author,
with pain of the pen,
from the desperation of the paper,
I'm telling a tale of a dead heart...
Death is a fairytale,
I,
the narrator,
in one living act,
there is no dialogue,
only first person dying...
Death is a fairytale,
hundred times told,
in thousand memories witnessed,
in billion tears cried,
never,
and never was,
that much desired...
