TELLS OF SUICIDE
In the light of the sunny hill
We leave us in dreams of love
Without shoes and breathing grass
We listen the song of the wind
Hold me love in my fall down to dark
Hold me love in my fall down to dark
Hold me love in your memory
To live when my body dies
Now the hill is the shadow
When dead dreams howl pain
In the mouth of greasly phantoms
Who will live my ruin
Hold me love in my fall down to dark
Hold me love in my fall down to dark
Hold me love in your memory
To live when my body dies
Come my love and be my bride on the death
When my body dies
In the light of the sunny hill
We leave us in dreams of love
Without shoes and breathing grass
We listen the song of the wind
Hold me love in my fall down to dark
Hold me love in my fall down to dark
Hold me love in your memory
To live when my body dies
Now the hill is the shadow
When dead dreams howl pain
In the mouth of greasly phantoms
Who will live my ruin
Hold me love in my fall down to dark
Hold me love in my fall down to dark
Hold me love in your memory
To live when my body dies
Come my love and be my bride on the death
When my body dies