part 2

i walk to my own grave
and i watch the sun goes down
i can still feel the wind blowing
though i am dead
the dim light and the coldness
in the cemetery
remind me of HER
in the central of the market yelling like insane

first time in my life,
i can see, and i see you
first time in my life,
i am dead
first time in my life,
i am not sad

first time in my life,
i have lost my soul
but i will not lose you
deep in my hollow heart
there's a empty room
waiting for you to fill,
with a promise that you will
you will break the spell in me,
that's been growing inside of me
to lock the thoughts for centuries,

now i can see the stars,
flying above me
the only star that caught my eyes
is your tearful eyes.
looking back when,
i used to rub away your tears,
that flow like a black river,
that wash away all your eye liner
and all those make-up,
i've promised to rub till my fingers turn dry and old
now that you've gone
i hope it's not too late
for that i am dead and gone before
i am dying.....