The death holds me firmly not saying anything
and helps me to find the thread of what has always been crippled
I miss her gentle face and love
I miss the safe embrace
a heartbeat
Dying is one way and living without you another one

gradual destruction of body and mind
human soul is hell and evil of course

where it only began

I loved you from the beginning
it was all just fine
and gave you everything in me that was clean and vibrant
I was left a nasty dirty heart

I am a little monster
and the human soul is hell
and nothing remains pure
and this nothing is killing and spitting blood

I miss his beautifull face and warm hands

I destroyed the flowers he gave me
and shattered all golden chandeliers

dying

I was a little monster
I missed a tender embrace

I am a little monster

If you only brought
healing and Paradise

But it turned out so
life is nasty
dirty ground

the death is coming spraying bad signs all around...