Original lyrics

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She imprisoned my soul in a bottle, like a firefly And threw it again to the fire She drew me that life on a vacant canvas But she's gone with its colors We're playing a duet But the melody of melancholy Seems to be the only thing we share Tell me the secrets of her fantasy How could I believe in this heaven that she promises? She's calling my name in my dreams, I can't hide Oh she's in the walls, and she never falls asleep I feel her presence In these streets, in my house In these thoughts that I have With her cloak and her big black scythe This sharp taste of iron doesn't really leave (never really leaves) Like calling her ghost through the mirror I'm painting my life on this vacant canvas with my own blood She's calling my name in my dreams, I can't hide Oh she's in the walls, and she never falls asleep I feel her presence In these streets, in my house In these thoughts that I have With her cloak and her big black scythe I'm calling her ghost through the mirror Oh I know that I just can't hide