A broken crystal heart
My masterpiece scattered in the dead of night.
I wanted an organ that knows no pain,
That doesn't ache from the loss or the strain.
I replaced the living with a perfect facet.
Look, but don't touch.
Stand back!
It was transparent, like a stream so cold.
It belonged to no one... a story untold.
Mistake in the cut? A flaw in the design?
Or simply the frost...
Inside this soul of mine?
Припев
This is a broken crystal heart!
Cannot be glued, cannot restart.
Sharp peaks sticking out from the chest,
Every breath is a risk, put to the test!
Beautiful death of my monument.
A ring...
...lasted a moment.
Collecting the shards is a fool's game to play.
I stand barefoot in the ruins of gray.
Each fragment reflects me in a twisted new guise:
Here I'm a monster, there I am wise.
But optics are lying, the vision is fake.
He who feels nothing... makes a mistake.
Is not awake!
I thought the crystal would shield from the blow...
But hardness is weakness, now I know!
It shattered apart from one single false note.
From one single word...
(Whisper, ominous)
...you wrote.
Припев
This is a broken crystal heart!
The shards are shining, tearing apart.
I am an exhibit in this pile of glass.
Life from me...
Slowly...
Did pass.
Leave it.
Let it lie.
It's... prettier this way.
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