Dans le noir.
You were there when I was gone.
Interlaced between the night sky, centered in the bosom of your gloomy haze.
Your hands were trembling, your gaze was broken.
You cradled my pulse, I was falling.
You licked my wounds, I tore them open.
Another heavy road. Another passive sketch.
Another miserable morning to resist again.
You feel my breath, I suffocate.
You wrap me up, I try to escape.
The crowd is dull, the stars are blank.
The city sleeps beneath our bodies, the silence spreading.
Now You are afraid, and I am numb.
You live here, and I don’t know where I’m from
We close our eyes and paint our faces
You imprint your cursive palms onto my rags,
A grotesque fairytale, our unholy union
A sea of misery, the foam stained red,
Clashing above the heavens, and enveloping us ahead.
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