Christopher Lohr cest ainsi

Under the foam of my gaze
Wander your last goodbye
My pain is the memory
Of everything that I can no longer believe
I remember your skin
The parchment of my ills
Which snuffed out the flame
Of my soul
Yet I loved so hard
May this evil pierce my body
I have bled all the tears
Of my soul
To pray so much every night
I am the cold and the boredom
A little too far from your life
I am the love you forget
To implore you every night
I am the winter and the rain
He is too late today
You are the day, I am the night
That's how
No more light in your eyes
You put out all the lights
If I still desire you
The desire that tears my body apart
Makes all the tears bleed
Of my soul