Loneliness, Love And Death
The silent of night is passing me out,
My heart is dying and I try to shout
Some words of despair come out of my mouth,
I feel almost like, my soul , it has drought.
I feel a hard knock on my chest and my nose,
My blood start to stain and my eyes start to close,
The light that was white , is changing to red,
I can't feel a thing, I feel like I'm dead.
But a calm and soft voice is calling for me,
I look every where, just so I can see,
Who is the one that, is wanting me back,
Who is the one that is repairing the crack.
The crack in my soul in where no one has been,
The crack which that no one has ever be seen,