From Lazarus To The Cocoon

I was dreaming about love

I was dreaming about the sun

I'm sorry, baby, we don't know where we've gone

Let revenge talk to us

Since it sounds blue to me

This is clean as insanity

Since the time you cried

Since I wasted my time

Time of mine

Lovely time of mine

That brings sadness and insists more and more

Taking my joy away from me

It's time, the time of mine

I remember the time

That the wooden forests used to be colored

In varied shapes and sizes

Trying to put me lucid again

Putting or the morning of the sun

Or the pale light of the moon upon me once again

Time of mine

The lack of this time of mine

So sensitive and meaningless as the blink of an eye

Removing even the final chapter from my sight

It's time, the time of mine

If I just had one thing to say

Just one thing like in the fairy tales

I would change everything including my present

I would write my past and give it to the moth

Moths can take it away

To the time, until the time

Right time

It's time, the time of mine

When the only creature remaning is the saint that proclaimed hate

When the only thing remaning is the wind passing by 

Removing each ion from our skins

It's time, only time that kills us

Where is your glory?

O, there's no glory