She imprisoned my soul in a bottle Like a firefly And threw it again to the fire She drew me that life on a vacant canvas But she's gone with its colors
We're playing a duet But the melody of melancholy seems to be the only thing we share Tell me the secrets of her fantasy How could I believe in this heaven that she promises? She's calling my name in my dreams I can't hide Oh she's in the walls, and she never falls asleep I feel her presence In these streets, in my house In these thoughts that I have With her cloak and her big black scythe ♪ This sharp taste of iron doesn't really leave (Never really leaves) Like calling her ghost through the mirror I'm painting my life on this vacant canvas with my own blood ♪ She's calling my name in my dreams I can't hide Oh she's in the walls, and she never falls asleep I feel her presence In these streets, in my house In these thoughts that I have With her cloak and her big black scythe I'm calling her ghost through the mirror Oh, I know that I just can't hide
I'm calling her ghost through the mirror Oh, I know that I just can't hide