I don't know
But I've been told
The Heart is yours
That made of stone
That Icy cold
And loves no more...
The words keep silence
(Meant to be)
She offers "serenity"
Almost for free
And all the feelings
In the world
She covers by
Her baggy clothes
...
Even the world
Can fall to pieces
She'll never die...
Strike...With no misses
And at the end
Of all the time
You'll have to ask me...
Ask me - "Why?"
The question
With no answer, yet
I'll tell you "name"
It might you help...
She's a Sadness.
Who comes along
With sister Madness
Who gives no choice
And takes your life
And only hope
Keeps you alive
...
The soul is lost
The love is dead
But only thing
That makes me sad...
The damned feeling that...
"I don't care..."
The Sadness
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