Bury me this rainy day
Kiss me cold and fly away
Don’t shed tears on my grave
Leave me rose and take my breath
Close thy eyes, don’t say a word
I have heard through years them lot
They mean nothing to my heart
This day when you will spill my blood…
Dusky serene melts and dye(s)
Gravestones marked with questions: “Why?”
I will sign my grave: “Because…”
Taking a step in midnight halls
Help me to forsake the light
I renounce the sunny side
But no dark will take my soul
Kill me smart, don’t make a ghoul
I don’t want to be like you
To hide in shades and feel so true
My bloodshed under whining sky
I won’t regret, I have to die…
Bury me this rainy day
Chant me a funereal and slay
Don’t sympathize me, it’s my choice
Just leave me rose, forget my voice…
Pluie Funebre
© Copyright: Виллард Корд, 2008
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