Dangerous death
So you dug your grave, And the Masquerade
will come calling out at the mess you made
For this is the end, hold your breath and count to ten
Maybe I should scream for them. Maybe I should kill myself
I have cried everyday waiting for you
Lying here, Staring down and your looking all around
In your dust as the blood settled all around us
It was the sweet and tempting wind
(2014)
