Comedy Is Over

Tongues of fire

Catch up with the shadows

Paintings whirling in a drowse

Are like a passing wind

Here I am

Here I am

Though I shouldn't be here

I am and

I am and

I am and than I'm gone

Oh my God

Does this make sense

Is this real

Or is it my imagination

-comedy is over-

Relief

Jammed through my veins

Sadness fades away

When I disappear

Disappear – in illusion

My soul

My mind

My soul and mind

Pass into silence

I leave not to return

Oh my God!

Oh my God!

Is this how it ends?

Oh my God!

Oh my God!

Comedy is over

[Solo: Mister]

[Solo: Arek]