hellmutt

She walkes on a cloud that is my heart
Floating through my mind in those moments before sleep
Tomorrow waits for me with a knife to my throat
She is nameless faceless and cold
Waiting am I for the cold kiss of her steel
Feel the warm stream of blood run down my chest
feel my body turning cold life draining from it
Is this what you wanted
Is this how cold you truly are
I hold your memory as death approches
I remember holding you in my arms
Kissing your sweet lips, holding your hand
I open my eyes to see that tomorrow is gone
To weak to move and unable to speak I see yesterday She comes and cuts out my heart
As my last breath leaves my body, throat slit, heart cut out
A light flashes and I see the face of yesterday
But I always knew that yesterday is you
Tomorrow is your memory and I...
I am dead



Hellmutt