This is the sound I wanted to hear
The void of the melodies
The sadness of the silence
The soft voice of a dying woman

There is no light at the end of the tunnel
I saw the end so many times
And I am still here to talk
Only because there is no light

This is my anthology
Let's play this when I'll die
This is my anthology
I want to hear it one more time

The tears of all the beloved ones
Are nothing but the water
That they drink to survive
Until they die

There are so many faces
Smiling, crying, but soft and hot
So soft on my skin
I won't let my soul die in a river of tears
I won't let my body go rotting under their arms
I won't die because I am the author of these fucking words
I won't let time reap my soul
I won't ...