Sigil: Ghost


You take the Shape of My Despair
You tremble in the heat of the Chase

It's been long since I saw the water flowing
It's been long since I've drowned myself into you

Pale Light fills this Room, it's Cold
As It draws your Ghost upon the Floor
For the last time
Within the reach of my Hands
I saw Shadows Growing Stronger

I choose not to feel at all
I choose not to live at all