Music

My demons eat my soul
My angels mourn for me
But they have no chance to help
And I will die in agony

The sweet madness of music
Is the gift thou shouldst cherish
Thou mayst forget all thy life
But this music mustn’t perish

Thy life is just a line
And there is no reason to cry
My music thou mayst call thine –
Thou shouldst live and I will die.

My demons eat my soul
My angels wee for me
My music will live in thy heart
And I will die in agony.


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