Six billion souls, she's noone special
Just a dark shadow lurking around Valhalla
Not even a spirit nor a ghost
Counting the day burn up and fade out

Six billion souls, and not one pay attention
To the silent melody that her tears resonate
When the broken heart give up beating
Haven't you notice that she has stop breathing?
[That her heart has stop beating?]
Don't you even bother to glance?
The wounds are laced and lanced.
You have your life, she used to have hers
[Or did she?]

15 May 2008

"Teach me," she said.
"I don't have time," he said.
And so she was confused and she was lost.

"Talk to me," she said.
"I don't have time," he said.
And so she shut her mouth and close her heart.

"Save me," she said.
"I don't have time," he said.
And so they found her covered in her own blood.
Fading.
Not breathing.