I find myself in an empty room
waiting for inevitable doom
haunting shadows everywhere
crawling under my skin
like a saint's sin
but you are still not there
I always loved the morbid tales
where Death destroyed their colored veils
The sky is devouring
the moon
yesterday I
said I was going to sail for good
but the filthy captain was not in the mood
yet you hurried and left so soon
A nightingale and a crow
Tonight I will finally
have my show
are waiting for me with a bow
I am giving birth to a skinny witch
flesh from my flesh
blood from my blood
God is her dad
may in peace he rest
the dying moon yells "what a leech"
tonight you serve and I am the main dish
the ghosts are
screaming "burn the bitch"
I look around in the empty space
alas I
cannot even find my face
a man without a hope
the one that I love the most
left suddenly the stage
deciding his life deserved a golden cage
my love
discard the material
not everything is
real
cages are like every room in this world
a silent
cold and lonely tomb
An old fox and a young demon
are carrying a coffin full of venom
They don't know it has a hole
that it helps me escape them all
Maria Rodopoulou
