Turning back the hands of time?
While you are trying to colour grey marble with rays of your hair I`m drowning deeper into despair. I`m faithful as death to those I love. And I`m death to those I love.
But pits of your shattered soul are so deep... Theirs darkness mocks me when I look in your lifeless eyes. They are always like this nowadays. Its like sopor aeternus. Not quite death, not quite sleep. You`ll seep through my fingers. Like autumn rain. Like rays of the sun, that just cant burn me anymore. There is nothing, that can cause me harm. There is nothing. Without you. There is nothing at all...