Quietus - Mechanical Moth

I feel my love is dead

I hear my sighting breath

I see my world going mad

I fear myself waiting for my death

In the end the winners loose anyway

I am tired

Tired of all this shadows

Shadows of life and death

As we all are

I go from here to nowhere

As we all will

Just some days until the end

I don’t want anymore, anything

It is over

I got all I want

The border comes closer

To forget and to be forgotten

It’s coming closer

In the end all winners loose anyway