She was wearing this dress
With a scarlet tone
As she was approaching
The dress was loosing its colour
What am I seeing
Why doesn't my mind turn off
Of images without sense or Death
If I already died a few hours ago?
I still feel pain
I still see things
I can't believe
I'm not dreaming
If this is a dream
Why can't I wake up?
I know it's not
She's coming, I can smell
A charming perfume
But something's wrong with her
She falls on the floor
And the scarlet becomes toneless
The world is dying
Everything turns dingy
She was the metaphor
Of the end...
Everything disappears
But I am still here
Sorrow doesn't go away
I am now in emptiness
Forever...
I still feel pain
I still see things
I can't believe
I'm not dreaming
If this is a dream
Why can't I wake up?
I know it's not
She's dead, I can tell
By the carrion of her body
That spreads without stopping
She fades away
And the dress... I kept it with me
