The End (Part 1)
Emilie Pinard, Emmanuel ALIAS
"A cold shadow slides down my throat, soft and quiet,
she knows I'm not done (gone) yet,
She wants to do it right,
Creeping, spreading, feeding on my light,
A silent rhythm,
Plenty of nothing eats me up,
Body moves to death's rhythm,
She knows me better then I know myself,
I let her in for the best part is not my shell.
Convert me to you dear sister,
If you think I can
If I'm gonna be silent,
let me see the end."
I want to be nothing else
I want to be (termine'd)
I want to be.
How can you live
I live on my own
How can you live
The Shadow is my home
If I want to be nothing else
I want to be (termine'd)
I want to be....
ouhhh
