Blue Gallery

The rain I fear
 Kills again 
 We sacrify
 The ways of time
 There is a ghostly morgue
 Painted the day
 A haunting cast of moon
 I got us flowers for my second doom

 I fear white ghosts like me
 The tidings of October
 I paint myself like
 All sky
 Die

 Into the blue
 Someone has to die
 I already did
 Deep
 In October

 Fear all those nights of pain
 My soul, is it dying
 Break my wings
 I’ve lost it all

 Into the blue
 Someone has to die
 I already did
 Deep
 In October

 Fear all those nights of pain
 My soul, is it dying
 Break my wings
 I’ve lost it all