Whisperer
(Nayguel Cappellari)
At...
And the death comes...
it takes my last whisperer
taking me down and left me at bones
I have to surrender
but my soul asks for help
I don't know who I am or who I was
but my life is running away
and I don't have anything to do to save my soul
And I just wanna cry.
I just wanna cry.
My tears falling down through my face
and hit the ground with violence
and it's color is red
because my tears are blood
my blood.
And I past away.
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