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