Dark Sanctuary
l ombre triste
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The wings stuck by your blood to the pavement
and the day that illuminates your crushed specter.
Sometimes you scare me, you make me see
death on bottom of the abyss, in the middle of the street
You look like this sheet of paper
smooth as the sky, on a beautiful summer day.
But a little blood sticks your skin to the pavement.
And I am afraid, and I am cold, it is my death, it is your death that I see.
They have crushed your head and your heart,
they stole everything from you, poor crushed specter.
I want to cry; yet I don't love you.