Born of stains and dirt
spider webs within the main arteries of your heart.
Coughing up dust
as your coffin led slowly opens to the light,
hearts always go in vein.
Your last rights are said in hate.
Smudged on faces of mourners passing by the coffin,
waiting for the moment,
when your eyes open,
just to find nothing remains.
spider webs within the main arteries of your heart.
Coughing up dust
as your coffin led slowly opens to the light,
hearts always go in vein.
Your last rights are said in hate.
Smudged on faces of mourners passing by the coffin,
waiting for the moment,
when your eyes open,
just to find nothing remains.