Random raining, ribbons of melancholy The moment dies right here, before me, Grey horisons tarred to my days, The curtain fell, still the solitary plays. Dance with me, my dear The dance of those, who'll never return. Bleeding traces left behind, for the living. Hear life forging with death. It's a gorgeous storm unfurling. Iv'e awaited for so long. Now you taste like honey, dear, On my rigid tongue. Would you bleed for me again, For I adore it's pounding... On your fetid, lifeless shell, it becomes like satin. No love existing, oh, my darling, see ... I am the Architect of this bitter - sweet abstract. Lay down with me, my dear Listen to this requiem, you always loved to hear. Though you knew the words, you sang them wrong.... Blood began to clog Still in the rain Some things can't be remembered.... And some are harder to forget......