Death is what follows through
In moments of weakness where--
Your voice is what the winds blow
Each word they carry to my ears
Was a knife staked to the heart
Then what follows after is a fall
I die once and then another
With each was a gasp for air
Just to suffer a little more longer
My every death is in your hands
And in every death I live again
To die once more in your arms
To die once and for another
Jun 5, 2022
Jun 5, 2022 at 11:08 AM UTC
Death is what follows through
In moments of weakness where--
Your voice is what the winds blow
Each word they carry to my ears
Was a knife staked to the heart
Then what follows after is a fall
I die once and then another
With each was a gasp for air
Just to suffer a little more longer
My every death is in your hands
And in every death I live again
To die once more in your arms
To die once and for another
