She imprisoned my soul in a bottle
Like a firefly
And threw it again to the fire
She drew me that life on a vacant canvas
But she's gone with its colors

We're playing a duet
But the melody of melancholy seems to be the only thing we share
Tell me the secrets of her fantasy
How could I believe in this heaven that she promises?
She's calling my name in my dreams
I can't hide
Oh she's in the walls, and she never falls asleep
I feel her presence
In these streets, in my house
In these thoughts that I have
With her cloak and her big black scythe
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This sharp taste of iron doesn't really leave
(Never really leaves)
Like calling her ghost through the mirror
I'm painting my life on this vacant canvas with my own blood
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She's calling my name in my dreams
I can't hide
Oh she's in the walls, and she never falls asleep
I feel her presence
In these streets, in my house
In these thoughts that I have
With her cloak and her big black scythe
I'm calling her ghost through the mirror
Oh, I know that I just can't hide

I'm calling her ghost through the mirror
Oh, I know that I just can't hide