A passing life each day a carving on the wall
like a night without awakening
The truth is lost and maybe never to be found
Like the shadows of my pantomime
When all the world is gathered for the final feast
Will there be someone to believe in me?
Voices echoing in my distorted mind
Is this for real or just a dream?
(Am I losing my mind? I am not afraid, my dear)
Sing for me angel of afterlife calming me down
Chaos inside my nebula
And make the wrong turn to right in a celestial light
Forgive my sacrimony
Tell me what they say that I'm supposed to know
Tell me every little detail
Make truth appear for me as distant memories
Like pictures on a silver screen
It all becomes clear
The truth will appear
Forever a debt for you and me
And now leave me alone
Erase my memory
Don't want to hear, don't want to see
Don't want to think about the lie that follows me
All becomes clear
But no one will hear my testimony
I am your angel of afterlife calming you down
Silence inside your nebula
And when the wrong turns to right in a celestial light
l'll be your testimony
(Ring around a rosie,
A pocketful of posies,
Ashes, ashes
We all fall down)
