Wings Of The Withered

I see you walk on this lonely path

Between silent shapes of

Death’s monuments

What are you thinking now

When the sun is buried in the ocean

When your breaths are cold

Like your hands and heart

And you can’t trick me anymore

I see you standing in the shadows

Heads bent down

With silent words on your lips

Are you crying now

Over times that can't return

Over night and shooting stars

Why don't you come to me

And i will give you wings

Dig your grave with dirty hands

Next to my name

Deep written in the stone

I can’t touch you yet but soon

You will belong to me

With your withered soul

And with your body next to mine

We can rest