To My Creator - Coppelius

Hello, do you remember me?

I’m your painting, your history

On a rich man’s wall, I’m to be seen

I’ve come to you in your dream

You painted for immortality

And had such a great ability

Colors and brushes were your tools

You thought all others were just fools

I’m here to torture you tonight

There is no hope or help in sight

People looking at my face

Eternal beauty, charm and grace

Noone cares that you’re my creator

Soon you’ll fade and meet your maker

You were as genius without a doubt

With no free time, you were too proud

Years ago your friends turned away

Because you were working night and day

But now you see what you have done

For you are old and I remain forever young

Traded life for work when you were in bloom

Stinging like salt in your wound

One thought brings terror to your brain

Why did you live your life in vain?

Even though your art lives through the ages

You lived an empty life in cages

Now victimized a price so high

Too late to change, soo you’ll die

People looking at my face

Eternal beauty, charm and grace

Noone cares that you’re my creator

Soon you’ll fade and meet your maker