A stranger recommend me to take a risk.
Will I get what i expect?
I need some more then "no" or "yes"
He said the reason i can't move away from here,
is the fight agains my greadest fear.
"Don't give in! You can't run now!"
There's still some hope in my gospel show.
Face to face with the demons in my soul,
that came in when i fell for you.
Release all my past memories.
So they won't hurt my vision-dreams
Cast a spell around my bed.
A magic nacklace on my chest.
Draw a picture with candels.
The light will fill out the black space.
A dark red wine that taste like blood.
A scent of your perfume,
will help to earn you my trust.
When you stare silently in you cristall ball,
your black eyes seem so torn apart,
in this colorfull light,
where no secrets can hide.
Where everything seems so clear.
Until the moment you disappeard.
Still lonely and fullfilled with fear,
I go my way and no one's here.
Is this what it's like to be free?
Was this the best way to be "ME"?
Did i miss out my own death?
Was the end better than the rest?
Oh Mr. Oracle, you where so clever.
Now i know why you won't give me the answer.
It took some time to finde the truth.
Its my true self I'm talking to.
The Medium of my dreams,
the Guardian of my greatest belives.
I need to ask you one mor question:
Will there be some regression,
in this bitter-sweet depression?
or is this all i will be?
A happy-sad phase of melacholie.