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Lover’s Suicide Oblivion
If only I had known the end of your life was today
My mind is blank. I can't find words to say
If only I had been there, could I have saved you?
But now that you're no longer here, what will I do?
Why am I holding on to these memories?
They never last, they just rot away
As do bleeding souls which are chained to despair
I'm sorry, my love; your fate is the same
If humans are programmed to live life in oblivion
If I took my own life, tell me, how soon would I be forgotten?
People lost in history; all that remains is their faint echoes and cries
This uncomplеted story repeats again bеfore my very eyes!
Why do I torture myself wondering who would care to remember my name
When I know no matter how I view it, the answer is still the same?
I will never forget...I will never forget...
The warmth of your hand once in mine
My friendships all fall down to my feet; shattered and untied
Someone, tell me, please: What is standing between me and suicide?
Did it have to be this way?
My worst nightmare is now a reality
Though I try, I could not ignore the fact that no one shed a tear for me!
Now I'm forgotten as well, lost with a question that will always remain:
How much longer must I wait until fate lets me meet him once again?
Thank you...Thank you...
I whisper as my blood pools on the ground
I will never forget...I will never forget...
The warmth of your hand once in mine