Stone of Mourning

Rainy days died
 With the tears of April
 Some glimmer pierce the stone of mourning
 And I think of you secretly
 Rainy days died
 I am the reef
 Of a time that does not exist
 I've ceased to decypher warnings
 I am the fate
 Of a time that guides me
 Like death on the map of the conscious
 I will fail again
 Shadows run in us
 Your taste is eternal
 And all the things we've done
 Won't turn into dust
 To release the load
 To touch the soul
 With some words escaping the inside
 Trying to change wrong to right
 Oh I fear your contact
 Rainy days died
 A last impulse to clear it all
 Erasing lines
 On this hand which isn't mine
 Death is still on the map of the conscious
 And your flesh is a drug
 Like shadows running in us
 Your taste is eternal
 To release the load
 To touch the soul
 With some words escaping the inside
 Trying to change wrong to right
 Oh I fear your contact