I am bleeding with my verse
From the fontaine in my heart
Which has not been any worse
Since we were so apart
I am still still with my eyes
Crying no tears at
The gate straight to paradise
Where you’re forever dead.
I am waking you in vain
With my funny childish voice
Poison goes through your vein
In revenge of your dead toys
Which are scattered through the globe
Lost between different lives
And collected at the Globe,
If you look through the archives.
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