Blooming in the fire

When somebody has seen through the window my eternal life,
Through this hole, through these glasses and staying till madness alive,
It's not thou, so, I know that you can't be invisible light,
Cannot take right the bloomingest heart, oh, my baby, good night.

In my soul I have red like a blood Devil's flower, this hell
I could not gotta you, understand, little Tammy, yes, well,
Only pain will be gift and I wanna it hide in my soul,
Please, you must go away, go away like a horrible owl.

There's a person who's dummy and doesn't find out little things,
Many souls in the world are like sand, only ghost of the wings,
Lots of words are just now simply sinking in t'ocean of hate.
Where's wisdom? I don't want to find it's oblivious gate.

Little fish's not afraid of the Death and she's flying deep, high,
You can try anymore, you don't need for my lonely sight.
Silver scales slowly cover my tiny and white collarbone,
We can be there together, but now I'm remaining alone.


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