Paroles de Existence

It's over it's finished, I am dead inside I'm not gonna feel anymore I am dead, please bury me, I am dead Our relation - creation of dark passion I am forever subdued and tranquilized Your desertion - converting from my eyes My feelings caught in your jar like fireflies This sensation - frustrations of simplified minds My dreams they die as they lie on the naked floor This dimension - ascension to sullen despair Your eyes they lie as we cry to the tired sky