(lyrics for a gothic metal album)
A few words for you,
But they are all false.
Spoken quietly,
Cheating and lie.
Tell me the words of mine,
Just pronounce them.
Show me thoughts of mine
Drinking my lie.
People cherish fit... fit of morality.
They all need a game, meaningless words.
Tell me the words of mine, word after word...
Peer into me and find my true core.
I feel only fits... fits of morality.
I see only shades, shades of some ghosts.
All is unsteady. Cold sparse sparks.
I'd better keep silence for good.
In your dream, rippling dream
In your dream, rippling dream
I shall keep silence for good.
Freshest air... in your dream.
No need for words, heavy words
In your holy realm.
In your dream, lucid dream
I'll find a still bay for good.
I'm going...
To your dream.
But it's a long way, such a long way
From me to you.
It's a hard way
Paved with burning bricks.
Sweetest lie makes me go
To the phantom bay.
Someday I shall know
That it's all in vain.
I have gone astray.