a sad rainy day
clouds hover like a spectre
over mourning skies
tonight they shall all rise up
the ghosts of the walking dead
I am there waiting
the cemetery frightens
but I must see her
see her face just one more time
aglow with life for one night
the earth is trembling
perspective fading in, out
as the shadows swoon
the mists are rising...there...there
Leonore, Leonore, please don't leave...
Mar 11, 2010
Mar 11, 2010 at 4:31 PM UTC
a sad rainy day
clouds hover like a spectre
over mourning skies
tonight they shall all rise up
the ghosts of the walking dead
I am there waiting
the cemetery frightens
but I must see her
see her face just one more time
aglow with life for one night
the earth is trembling
perspective fading in, out
as the shadows swoon
the mists are rising...there...there
Leonore, Leonore, please don't leave...
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