martedì 28 febbraio 2017

XIII

I crossed a man with no face
a thousand years
All his memoirs
went with the wind, they say
left no scars, left no trace

I stared at him in the eyes
he glanced me back
You should have to see them
dead inside and pitch black
Man, they were cold like ice

Oh, he’s coming
He’s coming for all of us, you know?
It’s hard to believe, but it’s true
At some point in this life you have to let it go
‘cause the next one could be you

Calm and forceful
as he is first and last
He walked towards me 
and it was clear

Don’t be scared, my dear
Don’t you dare, don’t you dare to have fear

At the crossroad he said
with raven voice and dark sight 
“Baby, it’s worthless fight
Don’t run, don’t even try
the only thing left you to do
is... to die.”

Oh he’s coming
He’s coming for all of us, rest assured
Are you worried, even if his being is pure?
Oh, he’s coming
He’s coming for all of us, you know?
It’s hard to believe, but it's true
At some point in this life you have to let it go
because the next one could be you
the next one could be you
the next one could be you





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