Bride of Frankenstein

I sink in the gloom
Without space and time
And all that I had
Is no longer mine

As I open eyes
I'm lost in this flood
Surrounded by ice
Or by frozen mud

take my hand and walk through graveyard
until this moment is had seemed so hard
no matter how much time come and pass
this beauty belongs
only to us

the time changes space
but there is something general
that cannot be changed
the space doesn't change the time
of funeral

you are the one to stand by my side
I am the one to stand by your side
Am I supposed to be your bride
If feelings are fading rotting inside

so complicated and so plain
something's forgotten but main will remain
so painful and so plain
tears overcome when you never expect
(trying to love or to treat with respect)

cold on the skin after acid that scorch
flavour of sin in this sort of approach

the heart that has stopped beating
is broken again
and now we are repeating
the bride of Frankenstein

a doll of changing faces
the doll without face
by sleepwalking painter
lost in the dream maze
while time changes space

tears overflow when you never expect
broken mirrors continue to reflect
same things again
but not the same way