My eyes are blurred, but for sure: there isn’t anyone
The silence never comes, come help me!
You just talk to the candles that blur and burn my face.
One day I’ll blow them out, oh, that endless chase…
In dusk I am covered, now as my blood flows.
My blood that you drained and you drank it.
You built your new life, you’re passing through
the river, the forest, the garden, the sea
And I just wanted to make it through one more life.
Oh, but deeply I am falling, not sober.
Idle and aging, I am far away from the horizon
Idle and buried, I am just the picture on the wall in your asylum