Ez3kiel – At The Day

At the day she came to me and said she’s gone
I brought her a flower with colors so bright.
Her eyes were dark and filled with pity, overwhelmed by my deed
Showing me her hands who once carried grand beauty
So empty they are now
So empty they are now.

With the fall of the day, she sat down in the corner of the room
I heard her cry while reaching for the curtain that fought it’s way out
Scares are carved in the wooden floor she sits on.
There her final words unfold themselves with vicious honesty

(She said)

If only the one that sees me now could help my life in vain
My perfect little self
My perfect little self
Has dismayed but a few

What’s left to leave behind
In my idyllic life
Do I still have to hide ?
Do I still have to hide ?

Stealing others delight
To keep my eyes
For what I stand for in life
For what I stand for in life.

Must I really pray to be justified ?
Must I really pray to be justified ?

Do you realize
It once felt so good to be right
It once felt so good to be right

A profond silence covers me
I lost her while I had her near

This can’t be real
This just can’t be real

At the day she came to me she was gone
At the day she came to me she was gone

I am the reason, the understatement
I am the judgment
I am the end
I am the father, the hidden chaos
I am the wanted and the liar

I am the reason, the understatement
I am the judgment
I am the end
I am the father, the hidden chaos
Dyonisus and his lyre

I am the liar.

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