Staring - Corpus Delicti

I used to take the night when it comes

I used to take the night as it falls

My body enfolded in it’s velvet pall

My bloody thoughts in it’s foggy call

I used to lay down by the hill

And watched the darkness, standing still

My head in pain among the cold

My hands grazed of growing old

I used to wake up with the moon

Praying for the sun to die soon

Lost in the wake of a brand new world

Burying myself in another birth

I’ve tried to run through the tide

But always fell before I fly

I used to get caught in the clouds

With blood on my face, with the strangest smile

Hoping for the wind to carry me away

Wishing for a wave to be another day

I used to climb above the walls

Made by the sound of the voices, cold

I used to try to touch the air

But always found a deep despair

Always lost, bewitched by the night

Deep in a black ocean, scared by the night

Now, I’m fed up with staring

At the black sky, suffering

There’s a coffin, waiting for me somewhere

With nothing to see inside and no reason to stare

I used to sleep close to the stars

But never fell the shining fire

Fighting for the eternal life

Looking for the killing knife

I used to take the night when it comes

I used to take the night as it falls

My body enfolded in it’s velvet pall

My bloody thoughts in it’s foggy call

A wake in a gloomy world

With killing mirrors that never glitter

Now, I’m fed up with staring

At the black sky, suffering

There’s a coffin, waiting for me somewhere

With nothing to see inside and no reason to stare

And devil is waiting for me somewhere

I’m coming I don’t know where

I close the door…