I suddenly feel like I’m in a mode
Where I’m fading away faster than a falling star
And I exist in a parallel world.
Everything seems to matter less and less,
There’s clearly nothing that I should miss.
But the feeling felt is not one of bliss.
And I’m locked away somewhere in an abyss,
Where the winds are cold and the night is nothing but dark…
How I wish for a blood-thirsty fiend to lark.
Over a cliff, is where I shall be…
Listening for the call of a special kind of symphony.
To further beckon me.
I plunge in to a deep azure foamy sea,
I’m falling with a pressure that is beyond great,
And I feel nothing, not even hate.
Where I’m fading away faster than a falling star
And I exist in a parallel world.
Everything seems to matter less and less,
There’s clearly nothing that I should miss.
But the feeling felt is not one of bliss.
And I’m locked away somewhere in an abyss,
Where the winds are cold and the night is nothing but dark…
How I wish for a blood-thirsty fiend to lark.
Over a cliff, is where I shall be…
Listening for the call of a special kind of symphony.
To further beckon me.
I plunge in to a deep azure foamy sea,
I’m falling with a pressure that is beyond great,
And I feel nothing, not even hate.
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